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At the end of a tiny deserted bar sits a huge Indian.
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' I% @; Q8 E0 U# K/ m2 C: _3 mHe's having a few beers when a short, well dressed,
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and obviously gay man walks in and sits down beside him.
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- ^0 x- F; J+ X6 g4 f" y4 d4 E# jAfter three or four beers the gay fellow finally plucks up the3 a% r: ~) H0 E+ U; B/ i8 t2 q
courage to say something to the big Indian.
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Leaning over towards him, he whispers, 'Do you want a blow job?'
4 u0 D( k/ h! w: K V7 dAt this the massive Indian leaps up with fire in his eyes and
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He proceeds to beat him all the way out of the bar before leaving him
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Amazed, the bartender quickly brings over another beer to the big Indian.
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# {2 I6 F2 m# i2 M9 e'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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