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When I'm finally holding all the cards, why does everyone decide to play chess?

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An old Scotchman was visiting his closest friend on his death bed crying at his side. "It's OK lad, we all must pass on sometime." said the dying man to his dear friend. "But before I go, will ya promise me one thing?" the dying man asked.

"Ask me anything friend, ya can be assured it will be done" his friend replied.

"When I'm dead and gone, will ya promise to come by and pour a bottle of me favorite scotch over me grave?" asked the dying man.

"Aye my friend, I can assure you it shall be done" as the friend choked back the tears. "But tell me, would ya mind if it passed through me kidneys first?"
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