A bloke walks into a pub and asks for a pint of anything except Tetleys.
Barman asks, "What's wrong with Tetleys?"
Bloke says, "I had 12 pints of Tetleys last night and when I came round I was f -- ing skint."
Barman says, " 12 pints of anything costs about the same."
Bloke replies, "Skint's my dog."
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