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A sexy woman went up to the bar in a quiet rural pub. She gestured

alluringly to the bartender who approached her immediately. She

seductively signaled that he should bring his face closer to hers.

As he did, she gently caressed his full beard. "Are you the

Manager?" she asked, softly stroking his face with both hands.

"Actually, no," he replied.

"Can you get him for me? I need to speak to him," she said, running

her hands beyond his beard and into his hair.

"I'm afraid I can't," breathed the bartender. "Is there anything I

can do?"

"Yes. I need for you to give him a message," she continued, running

her forefinger across the bartender's lips and slyly popping a couple

of her fingers into his mouth and allowing him to suck them gently.

"What should I tell him?" the bartender managed to say.

"Tell him," she whispered, "there's no toilet paper, hand soap, or

Paper towels in the ladies room."

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