Two Exiles sit at the bar.
A pint of grog or two later, one of them asks the second:
- Are you my friend?
- Yes.
- Even if I lie to you?
-Yes.
- Even if I steal from you?
- Yes.
Moved by such a kind heart, the Exile carries on:
- Then, had I slept with your wife, would you still be my friend?
- No.
- Then, would you be my enemy?
- No.
Perplexed, the Exile inquires:
- If we are not friends, and neither enemies, what would we be?
- Even.

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