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| So.. This zombie walks into a bar | |
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| he says to the bartender... so does anyone who works here have any brains | |
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| I kid you... everyone knows zombies aren't that articulate. What really happens is he shambles up to the bar and goes "NGURGKRGURGNRKLNGH", and Helen Keller's dog comes loping up to him. | |
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