Although I have three sons, it was always my daughter who
helped me with chores around the house.
One day we decided to install ceiling fans in the bedrooms.
We thought it would take about an hour, but the task turned
into an all-day job.
"Thanks, Sweetie," I said gratefully when we were finished.
"No problem," she replied as she put away the tools. "Just
think of me as the son you never had."
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A man comes running to the doctor shouting and screaming in
pain. "Please doctor you've got to help me. I've been stung
by a bee."
"Don't worry;" says the doctor, "I'll put some cream on it."
"You will never find that bee. It must be miles away by now."
"No, you don't understand!" answers the doctor, "I'll put
some cream on the place you were stung."
"Oh! It happened in the garden in back of my house."
"No, no, no!" says the doctor getting frustrated, "I mean on
which part of your body did that bee sting you."
"On my finger!" screamed the man in pain. "The bee stung me
on my finger and it really hurts."
"Which one?" the doctor.
"How am I supposed to know? All bees look the same to me!"
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