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< Two buddies, Tony and Steve, are getting very drunk
< at a bar < when suddenly Steve throws up all over himself. "Oh, < no. Now Jane will < kill me!" Steve says. < < Tony says, "Don't worry, pal. Just tuck a twenty in < your breast < pocket, tell Jane that someone threw up on you and < gave you twenty dollars < for the dry cleaning bill." < < So they stay for another couple of hours and get < even drunker. < < Eventually Steve rolls into home and his Jane < starts to give him < a bad time. "You reek of alcohol and you've puked < all over yourself! My < God, you're disgusting!" < < Speaking very carefully so as not to slur, Steve < says, < "Nowainaminit, < I can e'splain everything! Itsh not what you think. < I only had a < couple drinks. But this other guy got sick on me... < he'd had one too many < and he just couldn't hold his liquor. He said he was < very sorry an' gave < me twenty bucks for the cleaning bill!" < < Jane looks in the breast pocket and says, "But this < is forty bucks." < < "Oh, yeah... I almos' forgot, he shit in my pants, < too."
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