A bright young boy from rural Nebraska got a scholarship to Harvard. His first day there, he was walking around, seeing where everything was. As an older student walked by, the Nebraskan asked, "Hey, buddy, where's the library at?"
The older student turned up his nose and said, "Harvard students don't end sentences with a preposition."
"Oh, sorry," said the young man. "I'll correct that. Where's the library at, azzhole?"
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