An underage weasel walks into a bar.

The bartender says, “I’m sorry. I can’t serve underage weasels.”

The weasel says, “That’s fine. I don’t need something alcoholic. What else do you have?”

The bartender says “Oh, we have lots! We have water, pop, tea, coffee, smoothies. What would you like?”

“Pop,” goes the weasel.

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