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IT'S THE SPANISH INQUISITION!!!
Without a fight the Priest, Rabbi and Atheist leave the bar, heads hanging.
The next day a chicken walks in and plops down on the bar-stool.
wiping the inside of a glass, the bartender approached and asks the chicken "Are you part of this joke?"
Again he points to the sign:**NO JOKES SERVED HERE**
The chicken argues "Well how's a chicken supposed to get his beak wet?"
The bartender pointed out the window and said " There's another bar across the road."
He sees a BEAUTIFUL woman sitting there, sipping her drink, all by her lonesome.
He sits down confidently, tips his hat to the bartender, and smoothly asks for a whiskey on the rocks.
"Little miss, do I know you from somewhere...?"
Her innocent gray eyes flickered over to him, looking him up and down before innocently blinking, "I don't believe we've met, sir. Perhaps I remind you of... someone you used to fancy?"
Oh, she sure did.
He smirked slyly, the memory of his favorite videos racing through his head.
"To be frank ma'am, you remind me of the woman who squirted out of her a n u s."