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👽 🌸 🐝 🍖 🕺 🎄 🌽 📕 🎍 🎫 🥞 💚 🎽 🌋 💄 🕺
Having wandered helplessly into a blinding snowstorm Sam was greatly
relieved to see a sturdy Saint Bernard dog bounding toward him with
the traditional keg of brandy strapped to his collar.
"At last," cried Sam, "man's best friend -- and a great big dog, too!"
Two friends were out drinking when suddenly one lurched backward off his
barstool and lay motionless on the floor.
"One thing about Jim," the other said to the bartender, "he sure
knows when to stop."
🥗 💛 🍖 🐛 😺 🐟 👳 👹 🍆 🎄 ⛳ 🚗 🎽 📀 👃 👔