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An Irish Bar

Category: Rated G

One dark night, as a group of American tourists huddled in Dirty Nelly’s, a well-known pub in Killarney, Ireland, a local Irishman sidled up to one of them and proposed a scheme to sell a cure for leprosy.

“I’m sorry,” said the American stiffly, “I’m not Irish. I don’t believe in leper cons.”

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