"Racing" joke

Steve, a liquor salesman, encountered his friend Ed in a local bar at midday while making a sales call. He stopped to chat.

"I'm surprised to see you with a drink in your hand in the middle of the day. I hope you're celebrating," said Steve.

"In a way," answered Ed. "I put all my money on a sure thing at the track. It was the seventh horse in the seventh race, today is the seventh day of the seventh month as well as my son's seventh birthday, the horse's name was Septus and the odds were seven to one."

"And the horse came in first!" exclaimed Steve. "No, he came in seventh!" cried Ed.

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