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Confessions

My wife was dying. I was by her bedside. She said in a tired voice, “There’s something I must confess.” “Shhh,” I said, “There’s nothing to confess. Everything’s alright.” “No, I must die in...

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A man is lying on the beach..

A man is lying on the beach, wearing nothing but a cap over his crotch. A woman passing by remarks, “If you were any sort of a gentleman, you would lift your hat to...