Father (at the breakfast table): That was some thunderstorm
we had last night, wasn’t it, Freddy?
Freddy: It certainly was.
Mother: Oh dear, why didn’t you wake me up? You know I can’t
sleep when there’s thunder and lightning.
Enthusiastic tourist: Whose skull is that one there?
Tired museum guide: That is the skull of Julius Caesar.
Enthusiastic tourist: Then whose skull is that small one beside it?
Tired guide: That, madam, is the skull of Julius Caesar when he was
a small boy.
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