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Twins



Siamese twins walk into a local bar in the US and park themselves on a bar stool. One says to the landlord, 'Don't mind us, we're joined at the hip. I'm John, he's Jim. Two Molsons Canadian draft, please.'



Feeling a bit awkward, the publican tries to make polite conversation while drawing the beer. 'Been on holiday yet, lads?' 'Off to England next month,' says John. 'We go to England every year, hire a car and drive for miles, don't we, Jim?' Jim agrees.



'Ah, England!' says the landlord. Wonderful country . . . the history, the culture, the beer. .'



'Nah, we don't like that British crap,' says John. 'Hamburgers and Molsons, that's for us, eh Jim? And we can't stand the English ; they're so arrogant and rude.'



'So why keep going to England?' asks the barman.



'It's the only chance Jim gets to drive.'

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