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| A man walks into a bar and order twelve shots of whiskey. The bartender lines up the shots and the man downs the, one after the other until he has finished all twelve. "Well pal, what are you celebrating?" Asks the bartender "My first blowjob...," says the man. "Well, in that case, let me buy you another." "Nah, if twelve shots of whiskey couldn't get the taste out of my mouth, nothing will." |
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