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Three men are walking through the
desert one night, and notice a star
shining brilliantly over the neighboring
town. They follow it and notice it is
hovering over a little barn behind a
hotel. They decide to go in and check it
out.
When they walk in, they notice a
newborn sleeping in the manger. As they
walk over to see the baby, one of the
men trips on a plough, and bangs his
shin pretty hard.
"Jesus Christ!" he exclaims. A
thundering voice booms down from the
heavens, "That's good. I was going to
call him Roger."
