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Horse camouflage was developed by the Italian cheese industry.
They marketed it under the trade name 'Marscapone'
 

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One hot summer a bear wandered into a bar in Boise.
He walked up to the bar and said: "A cold beer please"
The bartender looked at him and said: "I'm sorry, we don't sell Beer to Bears in Bars in Boise"
Disgruntled, the bear groaned and went down the street to the next bar.

The bear walked up to the bar there and said: "A cold beer please"
The bartender looked at him and said: "I'm sorry, we don't sell Beer to Bears in Bars in Boise"
Disgruntled the bear growled and went down the street to the next bar.

Really mad now the bear walked up to the bar and said: "A cold beer NOW!"
The bartender looked at him and said: "I'm sorry, we don't sell Beer to Bears in Bars in Boise"
Furious the bear growled, looked down at the end of the bar where there was an old drunk woman who was always in the bar sat. He ran down there and ate the woman up.
Licking his lips he returned to the bartender and said : Now! "I need a beer!"

The bartender looked at him and said: "I'm sorry, we don't sell Beer to Bears in Bars in Boise and especially bears on drugs!"
The bear got a funny look on his face and said : "I'm not on drugs"
The bartender replied: " What about that bar-bit-chu-ate?"


I'll show myself out....
 

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One hot summer a bear wandered into a bar in Boise.
He walked up to the bar and said: "A cold beer please"
The bartender looked at him and said: "I'm sorry, we don't sell Beer to Bears in Bars in Boise"
Disgruntled, the bear groaned and went down the street to the next bar.

The bear walked up to the bar there and said: "A cold beer please"
The bartender looked at him and said: "I'm sorry, we don't sell Beer to Bears in Bars in Boise"
Disgruntled the bear growled and went down the street to the next bar.

Really mad now the bear walked up to the bar and said: "A cold beer NOW!"
The bartender looked at him and said: "I'm sorry, we don't sell Beer to Bears in Bars in Boise"
Furious the bear growled, looked down at the end of the bar where there was an old drunk woman who was always in the bar sat. He ran down there and ate the woman up.
Licking his lips he returned to the bartender and said : Now! "I need a beer!"

The bartender looked at him and said: "I'm sorry, we don't sell Beer to Bears in Bars in Boise and especially bears on drugs!"
The bear got a funny look on his face and said : "I'm not on drugs"
The bartender replied: " What about that bar-bit-chu-ate?"


I'll show myself out....
Groan!
 

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I have dyslexia and have found the world cruel, especially the jokes.
Fuelled by this resentment I decide to follow the path of Anakin Skywalker, turn to the dark side and exact my revenge on humankind.

The first thing I done was burn my bible which I couldn't read anyway.
Then, I sold my soul to Santa.
 
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