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Bob

>>>
>>> A rugby league fan is drinking in a Yorkshire bar, when he gets a call on
>>> his mobile phone. He hangs up, grinning from ear to ear, and orders a round
>>> of drinks for everybody in the bar, announcing his wife has just given birth
>>> to a typical Yorkshire baby boy weighing 25 pounds.
>>>
>>> Nobody can believe that any new baby can weigh in at 25 pounds, but the
>>> rugby fan just shrugs and replies, 'That's about average in Yorkshire ...
>>> like I said, my boy's a typical Yorkshire baby boy. Gonna be a rugby league
>>> player.'
>>>
>>> Congratulations showered him from all around, amid many exclamations of
>>> 'WOW!' One woman actually fainted due to sympathy pains.
>>>
>>> Two weeks later, he returns to the bar. The bartender says, 'Say, aren't
>>> you the father of that typical Yorkshire baby that weighed 25 pounds at
>>> birth?
>>>
>>> Everybody's been making bets about how big he'd be in two weeks. So, how
>>> much does he weigh now?' The proud father answers, 'Twenty pounds.'
>>>
>>> The bartender is puzzled, concerned and a little suspicious. 'What
>>> happened? He already weighed 25 pounds the day he was born!'
>>>
>>> The Yorkshireman takes a slow swig of his Samuel Smith's, wipes his lips
>>> on his shirt sleeve, leans into the bartender
>>>
>>> and proudly says,
>>>






>>> 'Had him circumcised...'