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		<title>Grandparents</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 13 Jun 2010 00:16:11 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>danlar</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Grandparents: 
1. She was in the bathroom, putting on her makeup, under
the watchful eyes of her young granddaughter, as she&#8217;d
done many times before. After she applied her lipstick and
started to leave, the little one said, &#8220;But Gramma, you
forgot to kiss the toilet paper good-bye!&#8221; I will probably never
put lipstick on again without thinking about kissing [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Grandparents: </p>
<p>1. She was in the bathroom, putting on her makeup, under<br />
the watchful eyes of her young granddaughter, as she&#8217;d<br />
done many times before. After she applied her lipstick and<br />
started to leave, the little one said, &#8220;But Gramma, you<br />
forgot to kiss the toilet paper good-bye!&#8221; I will probably never<br />
put lipstick on again without thinking about kissing the toilet paper<br />
good-bye&#8230;. </p>
<p>2. My young grandson called the other day to wish me Happy<br />
Birthday. He asked me how old I was, and I told him, 62.<br />
My grandson was quiet for a moment, and then he asked,<br />
&#8220;Did you start at 1?&#8221; </p>
<p>3. After putting her grandchildren to bed, a grandmother<br />
changed into old slacks and a droopy blouse and proceeded to<br />
wash her hair.. As she heard the children getting more and<br />
more rambunctious, her patience grew thin. Finally, she<br />
threw a towel around her head and stormed into their room,<br />
putting them back to bed with stern warnings. As she left the<br />
room, she heard the three-year-old say with a trembling voice,<br />
&#8220;Who was THAT?&#8221; </p>
<p>4. A grandmother was telling her little granddaughter what<br />
her own childhood was like: &#8220;We used to skate outside<br />
on a pond I had a swing made from a tire; it hung from a<br />
tree in our front yard. We rode our pony. We picked wild<br />
raspberries in the woods.&#8221; The little girl was wide-eyed,<br />
taking this all in. At last she said, &#8220;I sure wish I&#8217;d gotten to<br />
know you sooner!&#8221; </p>
<p>5. My grandson was visiting one day when he asked,<br />
&#8220;Grandma, do you know how you and God are alike?&#8221; I<br />
mentally polished my halo and I said, &#8220;No, how are we<br />
alike?&#8221;<br />
&#8220;You&#8217;re both old,&#8221; he replied. </p>
<p>6. A little girl was diligently pounding away on her<br />
grandfather&#8217;s word processor. She told him she was<br />
writing a story. &#8220;What&#8217;s it about?&#8221; he asked.<br />
&#8220;I don&#8217;t know,&#8221; she replied. &#8220;I can&#8217;t read.&#8221; </p>
<p>7. I didn&#8217;t know if my granddaughter had learned her<br />
colors yet, so I decided to test her. I would point out<br />
something and ask what color it was.. She would tell me and<br />
was always correct. It was fun for me, so I continued. At<br />
last, she headed for the door, saying, &#8220;Grandma, I think<br />
you should try to figure out some of these, yourself!&#8221; </p>
<p>8. When my grandson Billy and I entered our vacation cabin,<br />
we kept the lights off until we were inside to keep from<br />
attracting pesky insects. Still, a few fireflies followed us in.<br />
Noticing them before I did, Billy whispered, &#8220;It&#8217;s no use Grandpa.<br />
Now the mosquitoes are coming after us with flashlights.&#8221;</p>
<p>9. When my grandson asked me how old I was, I teasingly<br />
replied, &#8220;I&#8217;m not sure.&#8221;<br />
&#8220;Look in your underwear, Grandpa,&#8221; he advised, &#8220;mine says<br />
I&#8217;m 4 to 6.&#8221; </p>
<p>10. A second grader came home from school and said to her<br />
grandmother, &#8220;Grandma, guess what? We learned how to<br />
make babies today.&#8221; The grandmother, more than a little<br />
surprised, tried to keep her cool. &#8220;That&#8217;s interesting,&#8221; she said,<br />
&#8220;how do you make babies?&#8221;<br />
&#8220;It&#8217;s simple,&#8221; replied the girl. &#8220;You just change &#8216;y&#8217; to &#8216;i&#8217; and add<br />
&#8216;es&#8217;.&#8221; </p>
<p>11. Children&#8217;s Logic: &#8220;Give me a sentence about a<br />
public servant,&#8221; said a teacher. The small boy wrote:<br />
&#8220;The fireman came down the ladder pregnant.&#8221; The<br />
teacher took the lad aside to correct him. &#8220;Don&#8217;t<br />
you know what pregnant means?&#8221; she asked.<br />
&#8220;Sure,&#8221; said the young boy confidently. &#8216;It means<br />
carrying a child.&#8221; </p>
<p>12. A grandfather was delivering his grandchildren to<br />
their home one day when a fire truck zoomed past.<br />
Sitting in the front seat of the fire truck was a Dalmatian dog.<br />
The children started discussing the dog&#8217;s duties.<br />
&#8220;They use him to keep crowds back,&#8221; said one child.<br />
&#8220;No,&#8221; said another. &#8220;He&#8217;s just for good luck.&#8221;<br />
A third child brought the argument to a close..&#8221;They use<br />
the dogs,&#8221; she said firmly, &#8220;to find the fire hydrants.&#8221;</p>
<p>13. A 6-year-old was asked where his grandma lived.<br />
&#8220;Oh,&#8221; he said, &#8220;she lives at the airport, and when we want<br />
her, we just go get her.. Then, when we&#8217;re done having her<br />
visit, we take her back to the airport.&#8221; </p>
<p>14. Grandpa is the smartest man on earth! He teaches me good<br />
good things, but I don&#8217;t get to see him enough to get as smart<br />
as him! </p>
<p>15. My Grandparents are funny, when they bend over; you<br />
hear gas leaks, and they blame their dog. </p>
<p>SEND THIS TO OTHER GRANDPARENTS, ALMOST<br />
GRANDPARENTS, OR HECK, SEND IT TO EVERYONE.<br />
IT WILL MAKE THEIR DAY!</p>
<p>No virus found in this incoming message.</p>
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		<title>FW: Blondes again</title>
		<link>http://horribleforwards.com/2009/12/04/fw-blondes-again/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 04 Dec 2009 23:02:09 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>danlar</dc:creator>
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&#62; She goes downstairs.
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&gt; A<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; blonde and her husband are lying in<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; bed<br />
&gt; Listening to the next door neighbor&#8217;s<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; dog.<br />
&gt; It has been in the backyard barking for<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; hours and hours.<br />
&gt; The blonde jumps up out of<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; bed and says,<br />
&gt; &#8220;I&#8217;ve had enough of<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; this&#8221;.<br />
&gt; She goes downstairs.<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; The blonde<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; finally comes back up to bed<br />
&gt; And her husband<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; says &#8220;The dog is still barking,<br />
&gt; What have you<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; been doing?&#8221;<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; The blonde says,<br />
&gt; &#8220;I put<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; the dog in our backyard,<br />
&gt; let&#8217;s see how THEY<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; like it!<br />
&gt;<br />
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&gt; Two<br />
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&gt; Blondes With Hammers&#8230;<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; Lynn and Judy were<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; doing some carpenter work on a Habitat for Humanity<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; House.   Lynn was nailing down house siding,<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; would reach into her nail Pouch, pull out a nail and<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; either toss it over her shoulder or nail it<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; in.<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; Judy, figuring this was worth looking into,<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; asked, &#8216;Why are you<br />
&gt; Throwing those nails away?&#8217;<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; Lynn explained, &#8216;When I pull a nail out of my pouch,<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; about half of Them have the head on the wrong end and<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; I throw them away.&#8217; Judy got completely upset and<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; yelled, &#8216;You moron! Those nails aren&#8217;t<br />
&gt; Defective!<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; They&#8217;re for the other side of the<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; house!&#8217;<br />
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&gt; Did<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; you hear about the two blondes who froze to death in a<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; drive-in movie?<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; They had gone to see &#8216;Closed<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; for the<br />
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&gt; Winter.&#8217;<br />
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&gt; You<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; might have to think twice about this one.<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; A<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; blonde hurried into the emergency room late one night<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; with the tip Of her index finger shot off. &#8216;How did<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; this happen?&#8217; the emergency Room doctor asked<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; her.<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; &#8216;Well, I was trying to commit suicide,&#8217;<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; the blonde replied.<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; &#8216;What?&#8217; sputtered the<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; doctor. &#8216;You tried to commit suicide by shooting Off<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; your finger?&#8217;<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; &#8216;No, Silly&#8217; the blonde said.<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; &#8216;First I put the gun to my chest, and<br />
&gt; Then I<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; thought, &#8216;I just paid $6, 000.00 for these<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; implants&#8230;<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; I&#8217;m not shooting myself in the<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; chest.&#8217;<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; &#8216;So then?&#8217; asked the<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; doctor.<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; &#8216;Then I put the gun in my mouth, and I<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; thought, &#8216;I just paid $3,000.00 To get my teeth<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; straightened I&#8217;m not shooting myself in the<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; mouth.&#8217;<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; &#8216;So then?&#8217;<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; &#8216;Then I put the gun<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; to my ear, and I thought: &#8216;This is going to make a<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; Loud noise. So I put my finger in my other ear before<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; I pulled the<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; Trigger.<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; A<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; blonde was driving home after a game and got caught in<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; a really bad Hailstorm. Her car was covered with<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; dents, so the next day she took it To a repair shop.<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; The shop owner saw that she was a blonde, so he<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; Decided to have some fun&#8230; He told her to go home and<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; blow into the Tail pipe really hard, and all the dents<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; would pop out.<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; So, the blonde went home, got<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; down on her hands and knees and started Blowing into<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; her tailpipe.. Nothing happened.. So she blew a little<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; Harder, and still nothing happened.<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; Her blonde<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; roommate saw her and asked, &#8216;What are you doing?&#8217; The<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; first Blonde told her how the repairman had instructed<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; her to blow into the Tail pipe in order to get all the<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; dents to pop out. The roommate rolled her eyes and<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; said, &#8216;Uh, like hello! You need to roll up the windows<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; first.&#8217;<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; These<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; are just too cute not to pass<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; on!!!!<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; A<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; blonde was shopping at Target and came across a shiny<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; silver Thermos.  She was quite fascinated by it,<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; so she picked it up and took It to the clerk to ask<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; what it was.<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; The clerk said, &#8216;Why, that&#8217;s a<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; thermos&#8230;.. It keeps hot things hot, And cold things<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; cold.&#8217;<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; &#8216;Wow, said the blonde, &#8216;that&#8217;s<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; amazing&#8230;.I&#8217;m going to buy it!&#8217; So she Bought the<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; thermos and took it to work the next day.<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; Her<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; boss saw it on her desk. &#8216;What&#8217;s that,&#8217; he<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; asked?<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; &#8216;Why, that&#8217;s a thermos&#8230;.. It keeps hot<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; things hot and cold things Cold,&#8217; she<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; replied..<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; Her boss inquired, &#8216;What do you have<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; in it?&#8217;<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; The blond replied&#8230;&#8230;&#8217;Two popsicles<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; and some coffee.&#8217;<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; +++++++++++++<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; AND LAST<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; BUT NOT LEAST<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; A blonde goes into work one<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; morning crying her eyes out.<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; Her boss asked<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; sympathetically, &#8216;What&#8217;s the matter?&#8217;<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; The<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; blonde replies, &#8216;Early this morning I got a phone call<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; saying that My mother had passed away.&#8217;<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; The<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; boss, feeling sorry for her, says, &#8216;Why don&#8217;t you go<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; home for the Day? Take the day off to relax and<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; rest.&#8217;<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; &#8216;Thanks, but I&#8217;d be better off here. I<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; need to keep my mind off it and I have the best chance<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; of doing that here.&#8217;<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; The boss agrees and allows<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; the blonde to work as usual. A couple of hours pass<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; and the boss decides to check on the blonde. He looks<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; out from his office and sees the blonde crying<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; hysterically&#8230;<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; &#8216;What&#8217;s so bad now? Are you<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; gonna be okay?&#8217; he asks.<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; &#8216;No!&#8217; exclaims the<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; blonde. &#8216;I just received a horrible call from my<br />
&gt;<br />
&gt; sister. Her mother died, too!&#8217;<br />
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&gt; Blondes<br />
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&gt; Are The Best!!!<br />
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		<title>FW: The Husband Store</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 04 Dec 2009 22:50:58 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>danlar</dc:creator>
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Date: Wednesday, December 2, 2009, 12:14 PM







&#8212; On Mon, 11/30/09
Subject: FW: FW: The Husband Store
Date: Monday, November 30, 2009, 10:49 AM

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Subject: FW: FW: The Husband Store
Pretty funny


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<td valign="top">&#8212; On <strong>Mon, 11/30/09</strong></p>
<p>Subject: FW: FW: The Husband Store<br />
Date: Monday, November 30, 2009, 10:49 AM</p>
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</strong><strong>Sent:</strong> Monday, November 30, 2009 10:05 AM<br />
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</strong><strong>Subject:</strong> FW: FW: The Husband Store</p>
<p>Pretty funny</p>
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<blockquote><p><em><strong><em><span style="text-decoration: underline;">Husband Store</span></em></strong></em><br />
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</strong><strong><strong>A store that sells new husbands has just opened in New York City, where a woman may go to choose a husband. Among the instructions at the entrance is a description of how the store operates:</strong></strong></p>
<p><strong><strong>You may visit this store ONLY ONCE! There are six floors and the value of the products increase as the shopper ascends the flights. The shopper may choose any item from a particular floor, or may choose to go up to the next floor, but you cannot go back down except to exit the building!</strong></strong><br />
<strong><strong>So, a woman goes to the Husband Store to find a husband. On the first floor the sign on the door reads:</strong></strong></p>
<p><strong><strong>Floor 1 &#8211; These men Have Jobs.</strong></strong><br />
<strong><strong>She is intrigued, but continues to the second floor, where the sign reads:</strong></strong><br />
<strong><strong>Floor 2 &#8211; These men Have Jobs and Love Kids.</strong></strong></p>
<p><strong><strong>&#8216;That&#8217;s nice,&#8217; she thinks , &#8216;but I want more.&#8217;</strong></strong><br />
<strong><strong>So she continues upward. The third floor sign reads:</strong></strong><br />
<strong><strong>Floor 3 &#8211; These men Have Jobs, Love Kids, and are Extremely Good Looking.</strong></strong></p>
<p><strong><strong>&#8216;Wow,&#8217; she thinks, but feels compelled to keep going.</strong></strong><br />
<strong><strong>She gets to the fourth floor and the sign reads:</strong></strong><br />
<strong><strong>Floor 4 &#8211; These men Have Jobs, Love Kids, are Drop-dead Good Looking and Help With Housework.</strong></strong><br />
<strong><strong>&#8216;Oh, mercy me!&#8217; she exclaims, &#8216;I can hardly stand it!&#8217;</strong></strong></p>
<p><strong><strong>Still, she goes to the fifth floor and the sign reads:</strong></strong></p>
<p><strong><strong>Floor 5 &#8211; These men Have Jobs, Love Kids, are Drop-dead Gorgeous, Help with Housework, and Have a Strong Romantic Streak.</strong></strong><br />
<strong><strong>She is so tempted to stay, but she goes to the sixth floor, where the sign reads:</strong></strong></p>
<p><strong><strong>Floor 6 &#8211; You are visitor 31,456,012 to this floor. There are no men on this floor. This floor exists solely as proof that women are impossible to please. Thank you for shopping at the </strong></strong><em><strong><em><span style="text-decoration: underline;">Husband Store</span></em></strong></em><strong><strong>&#8230;</strong></strong><br />
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</strong><strong><strong>PLEASE NOTE:</strong></strong><br />
<strong><strong>To avoid gender bias charges, the store&#8217;s owner opened a new</strong></strong><em><strong><em> <span style="text-decoration: underline;">Wife Store</span></em></strong></em><strong><strong> just across the street.</strong></strong></p>
<p><strong><strong>The first floor has wives that love sex.</strong></strong></p></blockquote>
<p><strong><strong>The second floor has wives that love sex, have money and like beer.</strong></strong></p>
<p><strong><strong>The third, fourth, fifth and sixth floors have never been visited.</strong></strong></p></blockquote>
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		<title>FWD: Really Worth Reading</title>
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Matching wits&#8230; ??A Programmer and an Engineer were sitting next to each other on an airplane. The Programmer leans over to the Engineer and asks if he wants to play a game. The Engineer just wants to sleep so he politely declines, turns away and tries [...]]]></description>
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<p><span style="color: #0000ff;">Matching wits&#8230; ??A Programmer and an Engineer were sitting next to each other on an airplane. The Programmer leans over to the Engineer and asks if he wants to play a game. The Engineer just wants to sleep so he politely declines, turns away and tries to sleep.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #0000ff;">?The Programmer persists and explains that it&#8217;s an easy game: &#8220;I ask a question and if you don&#8217;t know the answer you pay me $5. ?Then you ask a question and if I don&#8217;t know the answer I&#8217;ll pay you $5.&#8221; Again the Engineer politely declines and tries to sleep.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #0000ff;">?The Programmer, now somewhat agitated, says, &#8220;O.K., if you don&#8217;t know the answer you pay me $5 and if I don&#8217;t know the answer I pay you $50!&#8221; That gets the Engineer&#8217;s attention, and he agrees.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #0000ff;">?The Programmer asks the first question, &#8220;What&#8217;s the distance from the earth to the moon?&#8221; Without saying a word, the Engineer hands the Programmer $5, and then asks, &#8220;What goes up a hill on three legs and comes down on four?&#8221;</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #0000ff;">?The Programmer looks at him with a puzzled look, takes out his laptop computer, looks through all his references and after about an hour, wakes the Engineer and hands him $50. The Engineer politely takes the $50, turns away, and tries to get back to sleep. ?The Programmer, a little miffed, asks, &#8220;Well what&#8217;s the answer to your question?&#8221; Without a word, the Engineer hands $5 to the Programmer, and goes back to sleep.</span></p></blockquote>
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