A young son ran to his mother, crying. “Mummy, I stubbed my toe,” he sobbed.
“Let me kiss it and make it better,” said his mother. “Which toe was it?”
“The one that has no roast beef.”
A young son ran to his mother, crying. “Mummy, I stubbed my toe,” he sobbed.
“Let me kiss it and make it better,” said his mother. “Which toe was it?”
“The one that has no roast beef.”
In the hospital the relatives gathered in the waiting room, where a family member lay gravely ill.
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