Kids lemonade stand

The man tosses the drink back and says, “Hey, that was great. I’ll have another!”

The kid hands him another cup, and the man quickly drinks it down too. After a few more cups, the man pats his stomach and says, “I sure got my money’s worth! That was the best deal I’ve ever had.”

The kid smiles and replies, “I’m glad you liked it, mister. You see, the lemonade stand isn’t the real deal. It’s the outhouse over there — it’s broken, and you drank all the lemonade we had to get rid of!”

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