Duck walks into a bar. Walks up to the bartender asks.."got any grapes?"
--No this is a bar, we don't have any grapes.
The duck sighs, looks down at his floppy feet and walks away disappointed.
Next day, same bar...
Duck walks into a bar. Walks up to the bartender asks.."got any grapes?"
--"No duck, I told you yesterday, we don't have any grapes."
Duck S i g h s, looks down at his floppy feet, and walks away disappointed.
Next day, same bar...
Duck walks into the bar, walks up to the bartender..."got any grapes?"
--"Look duck, I've told you we don't have any grapes. If you ask me again, I'm going to nail your beak to the bar."
The duck looks down. He's wounded, hurt...torn apart by the bartender's threat.
He looks down at his floppy feet, s i g h s, and then suddenly...a look of joy in his eyes he asks:
"Got any nails??"
--"Umm. No?"
"Got any grapes?
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How many men does it take to open a beer?
None. It should be open when she brings it.
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