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Carl then asked, “What would you like?”

The girl said, “Champagne.”

Carl then asked, “Why Champagne?”

The girl replied, “Because when I drink champagne I imagine I am a goddess on the Nile, draped in a long robe, relaxing peacefully, with servants fanning me and dropping peeled grapes into my mouth.”

Curious, Carl asked her, “What if I just buy you a draft beer?”

The girl replied, “I’ll cut wet farts all night.”