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The King's Raisins

"I am the King. Bring me my raisins!"

First squire, "Here are raisins, sire, from the hills of California!"

"Those raisins are not fit for peasants! Bring me my raisins!"

Second squire, "Here are raisins, sire, from the vineyards of France!"

The King, "They are hardly worth sneezing at. Bring me my raisins!"

Third squire ,"These raisins, sire, were hand-picked with tweezers by Benedictine Monks in Germany! "

The King, "These are the worst yet! Bring me my royal raisin supplier!"

Two guys drag in the royal raisin supplier

The King, "Why have you not brought me my raisins?"

Royal raisin supplier, "My rabbit died!"

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