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“The Wine Taster”

The Wine Taster

The wine taster at an old vineyard died.

A homeless guy, looking ragged and dirty, came to apply.

He persuaded the manager to give him a try.

The guy was given a glass of wine. He swirled, smelled, sipped and spit.

“It’s a red wine, Merlot, three years old, grown on the South Slope and matured in oak barrels.”

“Impressive,” said the manager.

The man is given another.

“Still a red wine, Cabernet, eight years old, from the Northeast slope, stored in a steel vats.”

The manager was amazed.

He winked at his secretary.

The secretary understood and brought out a glass of urine.

The drunkard tasted it and said. “It’s a blonde, 27 years old, three months pregnant, and if I don’t get this job, I’ll tell who the father is!”

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