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1 comment:
Here's another pirate joke for you. Unfortunately, Blake probably isn't quite old enough to understand it.
A pirate walks into a bar wearing a paper towel on his head. He sits down at the bar and orders some dirty rum.
The bartender asks, "Why are you wearing a paper towel?"
"Arrr..." says the pirate. "I've got a bounty on me head!"
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