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Multiple Births

Four best friends met at the hospital since their wives were giving births to their babies. The nurse comes up to the first man and says, "Congratulations, you have twins." The man says "How strange, I'm the manager of the Minnesota Twins."

After awhile the nurse comes up to the second man and says, "Congratulations, you have triplets." The man was like "Hmmm, strange I worked as a director for the "3 Musketeers."

Finally, the nurse comes up to the third man and says "Congratulations, you have two sets of twins." The man is happy and says, "Ironic, I work for the hotel "4 Seasons."

All three of them are happy until they see their last buddy jumping all over the place, cursing God and banging his head on the wall. They ask him what's wrong and he answers, "What's wrong? I work for 7up"!

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