My Favorite Candy
Our phone rang late one night and my wife picked it
up. She said, “No” and put it down.
“Who was that?”
“Some boy for Carolyn,” she said,
referring to our daughter.
Then it rang again. My wife listened, said,
“Kit Kat” and hung up.
“What now?” I asked.
“A boy plans to ask Carolyn to the prom and
wanted to know what her favorite candy is. He’s going to put the invitation
into a candy basket.”
The next morning, a basket of candy was on our
porch.
“But Mom,” our daughter protested when
she heard the story, “Kit Kat isn’t my favorite.”
“I know,” said my wife. “It’s
mine!”
SOS
From a passenger ship, one can just barely see a
bearded man on a small island in the distance who is shouting and desperately
waving his hands.
“Who is that?” a passenger asked a
passing steward.
“I have no idea. Every year when we pass by, he
goes nuts.”
Verbeterde belastingopgawe vorms
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Telefoonnommer :
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Hoeveel geld het jy verdien in 2007? R/c ˍˍˍˍˍˍˍˍˍˍˍˍˍˍ
Stuur dit vir ons.
