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if he could stay the night. The farmer agreed to put him up. "I live alone,"
he continued, "you can have the bedroom at the top of the stairs, to the
right."
"Oh, never mind," the disappointed salesman said. "I think I'm in
the wrong joke."
😬
The trouble with computers is that they do what you tell them, not what
you want.
-- D. Cohen
🤣
A horse breeder has his young colts bottle-fed after they're three
days old. He heard that a foal and his mummy are soon parted.
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[trying to get a Scout Merit Badge]
Chris: Uh, Dad, maybe we should just give up. I mean, we've tried everything
Peter: Well, we almost got that one for insect study. [cut to Peter & Chris watching a rich family eat]
Peter: Look Chris, it's a whole family of WASPs.
Rich Father: My Margaret, what a sub-par ham.
Rich Mother: Perhaps I can't bake a ham, but what I can cook up is
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