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10-06-2020, 09:57 AM | #1 |
Dad Jokester Supreme
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A day at the track
After leaving the racetrack, Joe bumped into his old friend Jon on the bus.
"Say," Jon said, "How's it going?" "Going? You want to hear one of the most amazing things that ever happened? Tell me, what's today's date?" "July seventh." "Right. The seventh day, of the seventh month. I go to the track at seven minutes past seven. My son is seven years old today, and we live at number seven, Seventh Avenue." "Let me guess," Jon interrupted. "You put everything you had on the seventh horse in the seventh race." "Right." "And he won!" Jon sighed. "No. He came in seventh."
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