A guy walks into a bar with a dog.
The barman looks at the dog and asks what sort of dog it is.
"It's a mongol," replies the guy.
"No, I think you'll find that it's a mongrel," responds the barman.
"No, It's a mongol," replies the guy.
"No, really, I think you'll find that it's a mongrel," answers the barman.
"No, It's a mongol," replies the guy.
"No, the word for a mixed breed dog is a mongrel," says the barman strongly.
The guy looks at the barman and says, "look, it's a bloody mongol and I'll prove it."
The guy then looks at the dog, points to the floor and says, "Down, Syndrome."
The barman looks at the dog and asks what sort of dog it is.
"It's a mongol," replies the guy.
"No, I think you'll find that it's a mongrel," responds the barman.
"No, It's a mongol," replies the guy.
"No, really, I think you'll find that it's a mongrel," answers the barman.
"No, It's a mongol," replies the guy.
"No, the word for a mixed breed dog is a mongrel," says the barman strongly.
The guy looks at the barman and says, "look, it's a bloody mongol and I'll prove it."
The guy then looks at the dog, points to the floor and says, "Down, Syndrome."


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