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Ooh, a pub crawl! I'm in! Why, I haven't been to a pub since that darts "incident" in 'aught eight. I mean really, you take a giant tank of compressed air, a six foot length of pipe and some hose - as a physics experiment, I might add - into a bar and they threaten to ban you for life. And I wasn't drunk, I slipped! How was I to know the wall behind dart board was so thin? I paid for the damage to the cars in the parking lot! And that ceiling! Far too flimsy. They should be happy I didn't call the building inspectors on them!
...I apologized profusely to that pilot...
Anyway...Barkeep, I'll have a Guinness! By the way, do you have an air compressor handy?
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