Man went into German butcher shop and asked price of pork chops. To the
reply of 30 cents a pound, he remonstrated that the butcher across the
street asked only 20 cents.
“Why don’t you buy them there, then?” asked the German.
“I would, but he’s out,” said the customer.
“Oh, vell, ven I’m oud, I sell ’em for only 10 sends a pound.”
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Eh, Maggie?
Here lie the bones of Peter Blunt
Down in this mothering nook.
Alas, he was too small a runt
To argue with a cook.
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