BobLawblaw and BADecker walk into the Nomad Bar and Grill and grill and grill and grill and grill ...
Bartender: What do you two clowns want?
BADecker: 28 double entendres.
BobLawblaw: Make mine a double.
Bartender: With or without olives?
BobLawblaw: We're not together. You see, I found this unicycle, then as I was riding it around the world, I picked up this dude who was thumbing for a ride.
BADecker: Wait, there's somebody else with us? Better make mine with olives if that's the case.
Bartender: Doesn't that seat hurt your ass?
BADecker: Nah, I shit rabbit turds.
BobLawblaw: Ain't that special! I guess you've never had a globe stuck up your ass.
Bartender: Here's you orders, guys. That'll be a flat twenty.
BADecker: I'm not leaving till I get the other 27.
BobLawblaw: And that's double for me. Where's your bathroom?
BADecker: It's about time you took a bath.
Bartender: Quit fighting, ladies!
BADecker: Dude, I swear I didn't tell him that we were ...
BobLawblaw: ... that we were ladies in a past life.
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"I think I see a bar ahead. Let's stop and get some double entendres."