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Coming Home Late
A woman was complaining to the neighbor that her husband always
came home late, no matter how she tried to stop him.
"Take my advice," said the neighbor, "and do what I did. Once my
husband came home at three o'clock in the morning, and from my bed,
I called out, 'Is that you, Jim?' And that cured him."
"Cured him!" asked the woman, "but how?"
The neighbor said, "You see, his name is Bill." |
