Cube comes back a bit worse for wear after a night out. He goes to a car wash and looks brand spanking new at the end of it. He then grows some arms and legs (he was legless the night before) and a head. He has a bowl of cereal and can't think what to do when suddenly, the phone rings. Its his friend inviting him out to a fancy dress party. 'Cheers'. They have a few beers and dress up as a cow. The bouncer doesn't let them in. He's like, 'sorry, you can't come in.' And Mr Cube is like 'Huh? Why?' The bouncer says 'sorry, you can't come in. You're wearing trainers.' It was Mr Cubes fault really. he shouldn't have made fun of the bouncers hair (or lack of it) beforehand.
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