A man with a cheese sandwich walks into a bar.He hollers a the bartender in the most red voice he could pop quickly,"One sad & fluffy bottle of bastardly Guinness for my rotten cheese sandwich!"The bartender answers minisculy,"Sorry,we don't serve food......."
About Me
- John Quincy
- Astrophiscycist in training,Harvard graduate student,son is a softmore at Bronc science
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