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“Do you believe in life after death?” a manager asked one of his staff.
“Yes, I do,” the man replied.
“That’s good,” said the manager. “After you left early yesterday to go to your grandmother’s funeral, she called in to see you.”
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I am a little fat. I like food; what can I say? I have dull hair: mousey. I don’t wear much make-up and have no need of a dressing table. If I look like a bag lady, I chose my own clothes. If I look nice, the Hub picked them for me. Despite all this, I am a little vain. This photograph is from 2003. I had to go back that far to find one of me that I liked. But I don’t really care: my husband still thinks I’m beautiful and if he doesn’t, he loves me enough to lie about it. I’m lucky. I have two boys. They never lie to me. Still, you can't have everything.
The Laughing Housewife 
When I was lecturing at the university, the most common excuse for late assignments was the death of a grandmother!
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Interesting…
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Thanks for the smile Tilly….really needed.
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Poor Granny. Sent you a funny to cheer you up.
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The old ones are the best ones. 🙂
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Lovely one, Tilly. 😉 Happy weekend to you.
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And to you 🙂
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Priceless!
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Oh this is a good one.
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Very good … !!!
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Oh, that’s an excellent one! 🙂
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