Brewmaniac

A blonde walks into the pub and orders a pint of cider, takes it to a table and sits down, she then puts her hand into the pint glass and just sits there.
The barman see's her do this and can't understand what going on. After a few minutes he asks her "what are you doing?"
She said "my friend said she had four fingers in cider last nite and it was great"

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Amaras

Heh, didn't see that one coming.

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