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The rain was pouring and there was a big puddle in front of the pub.

A ragged old man was standing there with a rod and hanging a string

into the puddle.

A tipsy- looking, curious gentleman came over to him and asked what

he was doing.

'Fishing,' the old man said simply.

'Poor old fool,' the gentleman thought and he invited the ragged old

man to a drink in the pub.

As he felt he should start some conversation while they were sipping

their whisky, the gentleman asked,
'And how many have you caught?'

'You're the eighth,' the old man answered.

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Lol. I had to go to a laptop to see the end of it. For some reason tapatalk is not showing the entire post.

Sorry rami. I'm not here to make fun of anyone. But your line that followed the joke, I couldn't resist. All in good fun! :)

Cheers scratchie!!!

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