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PostHeaderIcon Drinking at Five!

A five-year-old boy was mowing his front lawn and drinking a beer.

The preacher who lived across the street saw the beer and came over

to harass the kid.

“Aren’t you a little young to be drinking, son?” he asked.

“That’s nothing,” the kid said after taking a swig of beer. “I got

laid when I was three.”

“What? How did that happen?”

“I don’t remember. I was drunk.”

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