My wife went for a face mud treatment at a spa and she looked good for 2 days.
Then the mud fell off.
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I have been driving for 12 hours so I pulled over for a nap.
There was a knock on the windscreen.
"What?" I asked.
It was a jogger. "Excuse me Sir, may I know the time?"
"Its 8:07"
He thanked me and he left.
Feeling grouchy, I went back to sleep. It was only a short while before there was a knock again.
"Can't you see I'm sleeping?"
It was a cyclist. "I'm sorry to disturb Sir. But what's the time now?"
"It's 8:23"
The cyclist left. I wanted undisturbed sleep badly and I was getting quite mad at all the passer-bys. So I wrote hung a sign on my windscreen that says "I DON'T KNOW THE TIME!"
This time round there was another knock on my windscreen.
"JUST WHAT DO YOU WANT?"
A small schoolboy stared at me and said,
"It's 8:45"
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Haa... Jokes from the Reader's Digest really tickle the funny bone (a.k.a. the humerus bone which joins the shoulder to the elbow, I think)...
Well, my favourite joke from the Reader's Digest is the one about Moses, Jesus & An Old Man playing golf together... B-D
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