It’s about 5 pm, but they’re ready for a good night of drinking.
They start off slowly, watching TV, drinking beer, and eating peanuts.
As the night goes on they move to mixed drinks, and then shooters, one after the other.
Finally, the bartender says:
“Last call.”
So, the man says,
“One more for me… and one more for my hippopotamus.”
The bartender sets them up and they shoot them back.
Suddenly, the hippopotamus falls over dead.
The man throws some money on the bar, puts on his coat and starts to leave.
The bartender, yells:
“Hey buddy, you can’t just leave that lyin’ there.”
To which the man replies:
“That’s not a lion, that’s a hippopotamus.”
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