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A hunter kills a deer and brings it home. He decides to clean it, prepare it, and serve the deer meat for dinner. He knows his kids are funny eaters, and wont eat it if they know what it is so he decides not to tell them.
His little boy keeps asking him, “Whats for dinner dad?”
“You’ll see”, he replies.
They start eating dinner and his daughter keeps asking him what they are eating.
“Ok”, says her dad, “Here’s a hint. It’s what your mother sometimes calls me.”
His daughter screams…”Don’t eat it Jimmy! It’s a f*****g arsehole!!!”[
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