What?

WHY YOU NEVER QUESTION A DRUNK...
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> I was shopping at the local supermarket where I selected:
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> A half-gallon of 2% milk
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> A carton of eggs
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> A quart of orange juice
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> A head of lettuce
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> A 2 lb. can of coffee
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> A 1 lb. package of bacon
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> As I was unloading my items on the conveyor belt to check
> out, an obviously drunk man was standing behind me watching
> as I placed the items in front of the cashier. While the
> cashier was ringing up the purchases, the drunk calmly
> stated, 'You must be single.'
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> I was a bit startled by this proclamation, but I was
> intrigued by the derelict's intuition, since I was
> indeed single. I looked at the six items on the belt and
> saw nothing particularly unusual about my selections that
> could have tipped off the drunk to my marital status.
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> Curiosity getting the better of me, I said: 'Well, you
> know what, you're absolutely right. But how on earth did
> you know that?'
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> The drunk replied, ''Cause you're ugly"