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A man walks into a bar and asks what they have on draught. The barkeep points to handles seemingly already fed up, and distraught at such a question.
The man looks ... but then notices that all the titles are facing the barkeep.
So the man goes, "Sir, the patron cannot read the draughts as the titles are all facing towards you."
The barkeep again points angerly at the draughts!
"Seriously, bar keep what the fuck is your problem? I come in here, and you don't say a g-ddamn word and act like I should know what beer you have in your establishment!"
It was at this time a sweaty Clown from behind a Cheetah near ecstasy threw his glass of whiskey at the patron.
"What the bloody hell!?"
The barkeep then speaks, "Sir, we have a special on whiskey today which is what I was trying to point out to you, but every time I look at that clown fucking that cheetah it just reminds me that I should have never opened up this bar and should have went into clown school instead."