that's pretty cute. kinda busy these days. just popped in.
here's one my oldest daughter told me the other day.
string walks into a bar, goes up to the barkeep and says, "i'll have a beer."
keep looks at the string and says, "we don't server yer kind here."
string is offended, walks away in a huff, and sits down at a table.
he's stewing for a while, then decides to try again. stides up to the bar
and says, "hey, gimme a beer, i say!"
barkeep looks at him disdainfully and says slowly and firmly, "we - dont - serve - yer - kind - here!"
string's furious. stomps out of the bar and wanders the streets, nursing his fury. calms down and decides on a different tack.
ruffles his hair, tangles himself up, and slides up to the bar. "I say, could I get a beer over here?"
barkeep eyes him suspiciously and asks, "aint you that string what was in here earlier?"
"nope, i'm afraid not"
this child is off to a really bad start in life.
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