Mr. White found work in a small town, and he and his wife sold their house in London and bought one in the new town. Mr. White went to work by bus every day wiht some of his new neighbours. last month he was on the bus, and one of his new neighbours was in front of him. Mr. White said to him, 'One of my teeth is hurting very badly. Is there a good dentist here?' "You don't want a dentist,' answered the neighbour. 'One of my teeth hurt a lot yesterday too, but my wife put her arms round me and kissed me, and the tooth stopped hurting. Go and try that too.' Mr. White stood up. 'Good,' he said happily, "Where's your wife now?"
Saturday, April 25, 2009
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so and so! Try go on! Be Good!
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