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At the end of a tiny deserted bar sits a huge Indian.3 d# s) h! L# N7 i& r
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He's having a few beers when a short, well dressed,( S6 r5 T5 H5 ?
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After three or four beers the gay fellow finally plucks up the
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Leaning over towards him, he whispers, 'Do you want a blow job?'
$ K4 l' [3 `; p* FAt this the massive Indian leaps up with fire in his eyes and5 j! b0 b0 b- q- s
smacks the man in the face knocking him swiftly off his stool.
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) g9 G. U7 v K$ b) zHe proceeds to beat him all the way out of the bar before leaving him, Y9 f5 D2 ~7 W1 R& b. `7 A
bruised and battered in the parking lot and returns to his seat.
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$ }5 o, S4 s; f( ~6 `3 rAmazed, the bartender quickly brings over another beer to the big Indian.9 q) N5 o6 x5 T9 z9 V9 j
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'I've never seen you react like that,' he says. 'Just what did he
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'I don't know,' the big Indian replied. 'Something about a job.' |
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