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Drink?

PostPosted: Thu Mar 31, 2016 9:48 am
by rebbonk
I was standing at the bar when a girl came up to me.

"Fancy buying me a drink?" She said,"Sure," I replied. "If you let me choose."

"Okay," she grinned. "But how will you know what I want?"

"Well, it's kind of a talent," I smiled. "All I do is look a girl up and down and I know exactly what drink suits her best."

"Okay," she giggled. "You can choose for me."

So I turned to the barman and said,
Spoiler:
"Diet coke, mate."