On my evening walk, my community watch friend drove up and stopped to talk to me. I asked him if he had any new jokes. He asked me if I had heard the skeleton who walked into the bar and asked for a beer and a mop. Then, when I stopped laughing, he asked me if I knew why ponies can't sing. I said I didn't. And he said it was because they were a little horse.
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