| An American, a Moroccan, and a Canadian |
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An American, a Moroccan, and a Canadian walk into a bar. The American orders a glass of whisky; when he's finished drinking it, he pulls out a pistol, throws the glass in the air, and shoots it. He sets the pistol down on the table and looks around. Everyone in the bar is speechless. The American sniggers and says, "In my country we have so much money that we can buy new glasses any time we want. One more or less doesn't matter." Now the Moroccan orders a whisky; when he's finished, he takes the pistol off the table, throws the glass in the air, and shoots it. Then he says, "In my country, we have so much sand that we can make new glasses any time we want. One more or less doesn't matter." He sets the pistol back down on the table. Finally the Canadian orders a whisky; after he's finished drinking it, he picks up the pistol and shoots the American. Then he says, "In my country, we have so many Americans that one more or less doesn't matter." |
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