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ㅤ* Two tramps walk past a church and start to read the gravestones. The first tramp says, "Good grief - this bloke was 182!"
"Oh yeah?" says the other."What was his name?"
"Miles from London."
ㅤ* Losing a husband can be hard: in my case it was almost impossible.
ㅤ* She said she was approaching forty, and I couldn’t help wondering from what direction.
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤ *snickers*