A horse walks into a bar. The bartender asks, “Why the long face?”
“I was born into servitude, and when I die, my feet will be turned into glue,” replied the horse.
The bartender realized he would not be getting a tip.
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Well this is just incredible
If the system has no place for you, and you’re forced to live on its fringes teetering between poverty and anarchy… you may be a redneck.
A first sign of the beginning of understanding is the wish to die. Am I right, ladies?
What’s the max size of bumper stickers again?
