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A friend of mine told me the other night he slept in a wagon standing in an alley, and when he woke up in the morning he had nothing but a dime in his pocket. He was thirsty and he also needed a shave, so he decided to toss the coin to see whether he would get a shave or a drink. He tossed up the dime, and when it came down he missed it and it rolled near a sewer grating, coming to a standstill just half over the edge of the grating.
“Gee,” he exclaimed, “that was a close shave. I guess I’ll get a drink.”
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We asked Gus what he thought of Helen of Troy, but he said that he had stopped running around with those laundry girls.
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Our Robbinsdale druggist insists that Minnesota Swedes are the most advanced settlers in this country.
“Formerly we thought the Swedes were crazy for drinking pure alcohol,” he said, “But present day events prove them to have been about twenty years in advance of the rest of us.”
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