Yesterday, I was driving around the country, got thirsty and entered a pub. I was there for five minutes when a big brown horse entered the pub, sat down at a table, crossed its legs, and ordered a coffee. I was surprised and asked the pub keeper if it was not a little strange that a horse ordered a coffee.
'Yes,' the man said, 'Very strange, indeed. Normally, it drinks a pint of beer.'
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