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Let me know if you’d like to take a quick gander.
Two geese walk into a bar.
Perhaps one of them should have ducked.
A guy walks into a bar one day and he can’t believe his eyes. There, in the corner, there’s this one-foot-tall man, in a little tuxedo, playing a tiny grand piano.
He asks the bartender, “Where’d he come from?”
The bartender says, “There’s a genie in the men’s room who grants wishes.”
The guy runs into the men’s room and, sure enough, there’s this genie.
The genie says, “Your wish is my command.”
So the guy says, “Okay, I wish for world peace.” There’s this big cloud of smoke and then the room fills up with geese.
The guy walks out of the men’s room and he says, “Hey, bartender, I think your genie might be hard of hearing.”
The bartender says, “No kidding. You think I wished for a 12-inch pianist?”
A flock of geese pass by overhead, in classic ‘V’ formation.
Dad: Do you know why one side of the ‘V’ is longer than the other?
Son: No, why?
Dad: Because it has more geese.
Why do geese fly south for the winter?
Because it’s too far to walk!