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Middle of the Night

I don’t know why, but I woke up in the middle of the night thinking about the man who wanted to buy a yacht. One with all the luxuries of home.

 The trouble is that he couldn’t afford to buy a yacht.

 He ended up buying a rowboat. It didn’t even have a bathroom on board.

 So he was a headless oarsman.

 

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