A bloke walked into the pub…

A bloke walked into the pub and was astounded at the sight

of the barman. He was built like a brick shithouse with

muscles bulging out all over, tattoos everywhere, unshaven

and sweaty.

After a moment or two the barman became aware of the

looks he was getting and said, “What the bloody hell are you

looking at?”

“Sorry, mate, it’s just that you look just like someone I know.

You’re almost identical…if it wasn’t for the moustache…”

“But I haven’t got a moustache,” said the barman.

“No, but my wife has.”

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