I Don’t Know

THERE was a knock on the door this morning. I opened it and there was a young bloke standing there who said, “I’m a Jehovah’s Witness.”

“Come in and sit down,” I said. “What do you want to talk about?”

“Damned if I know,” he said. “I’ve never gotten this far before.”


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