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A gentleman arrives at the hotel, a hotel servant takes his bags and escorts him to his room. When he puts down his suitcases and wants to leave, the gentleman says to him, "Please, could I order a wake-up service from you?"
The butler replies, "Of course, what time would it be?"
"Please wake me up at eight."
They part, and the next morning at eight o'clock there is a knock on the door. "Wake up, sir, it's eight o'clock!"
The gentleman gets up, sleepy, his eyes glued. He goes to the bathroom, washes his face, looks in the mirror and is horrified: a black man is looking at him from the mirror! He rubs his face, puzzled as to what's going on, when suddenly there's another knock on the door and the servant comes in apologizing, "Oh, sorry, I got the wrong room!"

-10/10000 I hope u get cancer

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Dad, is this you!?
Oh my God i haven't seen you in 25 years, please message me back asap in my PM so we can talk about what happened. Mom has been crying ever since and I can't get her to stop with the heroin. Please come home dad, we need you.

Much love from your only son with a disability,

Bebbo