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As the Irish joke
Went in the evening in some City Pub. The pub is clearly fairly pompous: the man at the entrance, rich furniture, paintings on the walls and all that. I sit at the bar, drink "Guinness" (clear the stump). Front of the reception there is a portrait of the patron saint of Ireland - Arthur Guinness. (Photo Quality awful - shot "iPhone" plus portrait strongly blikovat.)
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Drank a pint, a second. And only took third, as in the portrait of Arthur reached into his pocket, pulled out a cigar, took a lighted candle and lit this cigar.
I've thought it all: "Hello, squirrel, hello, fluffy." But then it turned out it was just a joke. Irish jokes so. Poor little alien to a heart attack have not finished ...
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2 photos via Exler
Drank a pint, a second. And only took third, as in the portrait of Arthur reached into his pocket, pulled out a cigar, took a lighted candle and lit this cigar.
I've thought it all: "Hello, squirrel, hello, fluffy." But then it turned out it was just a joke. Irish jokes so. Poor little alien to a heart attack have not finished ...
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