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At the end of a tiny deserted bar sits a huge Indian.8 F0 g' E2 g; a3 |3 H ^4 z
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He's having a few beers when a short, well dressed,. R9 E: v- a/ K2 i
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and obviously gay man walks in and sits down beside him.# m! U/ V0 N; y5 Y0 l' B4 S2 r, r
7 b4 t. ~! F2 [# DAfter three or four beers the gay fellow finally plucks up the
: Z+ I) C$ W- s0 H1 o Ccourage to say something to the big Indian.
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Leaning over towards him, he whispers, 'Do you want a blow job?'
4 [/ k, n) I$ UAt this the massive Indian leaps up with fire in his eyes and6 ^- d! @- U7 R7 _- c
smacks the man in the face knocking him swiftly off his stool.# M% o/ I q( w; y* P- q
4 u: R, t% r7 x3 T1 e, E- Y T# \He proceeds to beat him all the way out of the bar before leaving him
* f7 X) r" }3 F8 o4 Wbruised and battered in the parking lot and returns to his seat.3 G. \ @; ]- O7 l4 m" q
6 E9 Y( w9 m" B9 QAmazed, the bartender quickly brings over another beer to the big Indian.6 @ M W6 o) q" ^5 I3 G
1 P4 _* }& S: }+ T+ ]'I've never seen you react like that,' he says. 'Just what did he
7 S9 D% C7 r3 ]& lsay to you?'
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1 ~! T1 R8 k3 l% G' k'I don't know,' the big Indian replied. 'Something about a job.' |
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