Issue 148, page 5
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Very punny again!
A three-legged dog walks into a saloon in the Old West. He
slides up to the bar and announces: "I'm looking for the man who shot my paw."
Did you hear about the yogi who refused Novocain during a root canal? He wanted to transcend dental medication.
A group of chess enthusiasts checked into a hotel and were standing in the lobby discussing their recent tournament victories. After about an hour, the manager came out of the office and asked them to disperse. "But why?" they asked, as they moved off. "Because," he said, "I can't stand chess nuts boasting in an open foyer."
Thanks again to Patricia Spring for sending us these. The gift certificate is in the [e-]mail!
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