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I was in the pub when a guy walks in, he was wearing a black shirt, black shorts, black socks with a whistle hanging round his neck. I thought to myself, It's going to kick off any minute!!
(Inspector Clouseau walks past concierge, sees small terrier sitting by door)
Clouseau (to concierge): Does your dog bite?
Concierge : No, it does not
(Clouseau bends down to pat dog but dog bites his hand)
Clouseau:I thought you said your dog didn't bite?
Concierge: That is not my dog..
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