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12-03-2019, 09:13 PM
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12-03-2019, 10:57 PM
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What’s the difference between a FTE squad and 2 gnomes playing chess?
Ones a couple of cunning runts...
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12-04-2019, 02:10 AM
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A dwarf walks into a tavern in Freeport and orders three bottles of Dwarven Ale. He takes them off to a table and starts drinking them, a sip at a time from each in sequence. It's unusual but the barman's busy and doesn't ask. But the next day the dwarf comes back and does the same thing. And this goes on for a week before the *barman eventually asks, "So, what's with the three bottles?"
The dwarf replies, "Simple. I have a brother back home in Kaladim and another in Qeynos, and we all promised we'd drink like this, as a way of staying close and keeping each other in mind, y'know." Which satisfies the barman. Anyway, the days become weeks and months, the Dwarf becomes a regular, everyone knows and loves him. The ritual becomes a part of the tavern’s folklore. One day, the dwarf comes in and orders two bottles of Dwarven Ale. Silence descends on the tavern as the dwarf takes his bottles to his table. The barman, awkward, but feeling like he has to say something, comes over to the dwarf and says, "Er, listen, I just wanted to say I - well, we - we're all so sorry for your loss, and, er, if there's anything we can, er, we can do to, y'know, help or anything..." The dwarf looks up at the barman, his face a mask of incomprehension - until suddenly, understanding hits him and he starts laughing. "What? You thought - aw c'mon man, it's nothing like that! I just quit drinking!" | ||
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