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"That
wife of mine is a liar," said the angry husband to a sympathetic pal seated
next to him in the bar.
"How do you know?" the friend asked.
"She
didn't come home last night and when I asked her where she'd been, she said
she had spent the night with her sister, Shirley."
"So?"
"So
she's a liar. I spent the night with her sister Shirley!"
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