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Otter  
| | #1 posted May 29, 2007 at 8:55pm (EST) |
A woman applies for a job at the plant where the doll Tickle Me Elmo is made.
The plant manager explains that there aren’t any openings on the assembly line but anticipates some changes. He takes the woman to the assembly line and gives her a minor task to perform.
After a few minutes on the line there’s a disturbance and assembly stops. When the plant manager goes to investigate he finds the newly hired woman with some red material and a bag of marbles.
“I think you misunderstood me.” The plant manager explains. “I told you to stand at the end of the assembly line and give Elmo a couple of ‘Test tickles!’”
| Otter
| | #41 posted July 8, 2007 at 7:18am (EST) |
A father put his three year old daughter to bed, told her a story
and listened to her prayers which she ended by saying: “God bless
Mommy, God bless Daddy, God bless Grandma and good-bye Grandpa.”
The father asked, “Why did you say good-bye grandpa?”
The little girl said, “I don't know daddy, it just seemed like the thing to
do.”
The next day grandpa died. The father thought it was a strange
coincidence. A few months later the father put the girl to bed
and listened to her prayers which went like this: “God bless Mommy,
God Bless Daddy and good-bye Grandma.”
The next day the grandmother died.
Oh my gosh, thought the father, this kid is in contact with the
other side. Several weeks later when the girl was going to bed
the dad heard her say: “God bless Mommy and good-bye Daddy.”
He practically went into shock. He couldn't sleep all night and
got up at the crack of dawn to go to his office. He was nervous
as a cat all day, had lunch sent in and watched the clock. He
figured if he could get by until midnight he would be okay.
He felt safe in the office, so instead of going home at the end
of the day he stayed there, drinking coffee, looking at his watch
and jumping at every sound. Finally midnight arrived, he breathed
a sigh of relief and went home.
When he got home his wife said “I've never seen you work so late,
what's the matter?”
He said, “I don't want to talk about it, I've just spent the worst
day of my life!”
She said “You think you had a bad day, you'll never believe what
happened to me. This morning my golf pro dropped dead in the
middle of my lesson!”
| verouge
| | #42 posted July 8, 2007 at 7:36am (EST) |
 | cabinfever
| | #43 posted July 8, 2007 at 2:41pm (EST) |
Oh lordy.... | Otter
| | #44 posted July 8, 2007 at 6:24pm (EST) |
A college student was doing odd jobs around the neighborhood to earn money. He went from house to house asking people if they needed yard work done. He went to one house, knocked at the door and a young woman came to the door. He explained that he was doing odd jobs around the neighborhood and asked if she had any work around the house or yard she wanted done.
The woman told the student that there was a gallon of green paint in the garage, and a paint brush, he could paint the porch.
A couple of hours later the student came back to the door, he had some green paint on his hands and jeans, “I’ve finished painting,” He explained. “I washed out the brush, put it back in the garage and tossed the empty paint pail in the trash.”
The woman handed the student thirty dollars and told him, “Thank you so much. If you come back tomorrow I’ll have some yard work you can do.”
“Thank you.” The student told her. As he turned to walk away he stopped and said, “By the way, that’s not a porch, it’s a Ferrari!”
| cabinfever
| | #45 posted July 8, 2007 at 6:44pm (EST) |
OH NO!!! | Irene007 
| | #46 posted July 9, 2007 at 2:47am (EST) |
I heard that one but it was a blond joke... It's still funny though! | Otter
| | #47 posted July 9, 2007 at 8:04pm (EST) |
There was a bad accident in front of the Catholic Church, the gardener saw the accident and ran to the car to render assistance. Seeing that the driver was badly injured and dying, the gardener ran into the church looking for the priest.
The gardener found the priest in a confessional listening to confession, he opened the door to the confessional and told the priest that there was a terrible accident in front of the church and the driver was dying.
The priest jumped up from his seat in the confessional and said, “I have to give him the last rites. Sit in here and listen to this man’s confession!”
“But I’m just a gardener! I can’t listen to confession!” The gardener protested.
“He won’t know! Nothing is more important than the last rites! Just sit and listen, there’s a chart on the door!” The priest told the gardener, pointing at the chart, and ran out of the church.
The gardener sat in the confessional and could hear the man in the confessional saying he had been stealing from work, lusting after a woman from the mailroom, and finally got her to give him a lollipop.
The gardener looked at the chart and saw stealing, he saw covet thy neighbor’s wife, nothing about lollipops. He opened the door and looked around, he saw one of the choirboys and asked, “What does the priest give someone for a lollipop?”
The choirboy answered, “He gives me milk and cookies!”
| cabinfever
| | #48 posted July 10, 2007 at 1:47am (EST) |
Oh gross.
I was thinking that the guy doing the confessing was going to start describing the gardener's wife. | cerealkiller
| | #49 posted July 10, 2007 at 7:22pm (EST) |
Heaven is where the police are British, the cooks are French, the mechanics are German, the lovers are Italian and it's all organized by the Swiss.
Hell is where the police are German, the cooks are English, the mechanics are French, the lovers are Swiss, and it's all organized by the Italians.
| Otter
| | #50 posted July 10, 2007 at 7:42pm (EST) |
A man and his wife were sitting in the living
room and he said to her, "I never want to live in a
vegetative state, dependent on some machine
and fluids from a bottle. If that ever happens,
just pull the plug."
She got up, unplugged the TV and then threw
out his beer.
| cerealkiller
| | #51 posted July 11, 2007 at 5:55pm (EST) |
What is the difference between an onion and a hooker?
Cutting up an onion makes me cry
| cerealkiller
| | #52 posted July 11, 2007 at 6:46pm (EST) |
In 1993, the University of Kentucky did a study to see why the head of
a man's penis was larger than the shaft. After one year and $ 80,000.00, they concluded
that the reason the head was larger than the shaft was to give the man more pleasure
during sex.
After the study was published, the University of South Carolina
decided to do their own study. After $250,000.00, and 3 years of research, they concluded that
the reason was to give the woman more pleasure during sex.
The University of Georgia, unsatisfied with these findings, conducted their own study. After 2 weeks and a cost of around $75.46, they concluded that it was to keep a man's hand from flying off and hitting him in the forehead.
| EyesOfCharisma
| | #53 posted July 12, 2007 at 10:24am (EST) |
| Irene007
| | #54 posted July 12, 2007 at 11:38am (EST) |
SURROGATE FATHER
The Smiths were unable to conceive children and decided to use a surrogate father to start their family.
On the day the proxy father was to arrive, Mr. Smith kissed his wife goodbye and said, "Well, I'm off now; The man should be here soon."
Half an hour later, just by chance, a door-to-door baby photographer happened to ring the doorbell, hoping to make a sale.
Good morning, Ma'am", he said, "I've come to...''
Oh, no need to explain," Mrs. Smith cut in, embarrassed, "I've been expecting you."
"Have you really?" said the photographer. "Well, that's good. Did you know babies are my specialty?"
"Well that's what my husband and I had hoped. Please come in and have a seat"
After a moment she asked, blushing, "Well, where do we start?"
"Leave everything to me. I usually try two in the bathtub, one on the couch, and perhaps a couple on the bed. And sometimes the living room floor is fun. You can really spread out there."
"Bathtub, living room floor? No wonder it didn't work out for Harry and me!"
"Well, Ma'am, none of us can guarantee a good one every time. But if we try several different positions and I shoot from six or seven angles, I'm sure you'll be pleased with the results."
"My, that's a lot!" gasped Mrs. Smith.
"Ma'am, in my line of work a man has to take his time. I'd love to be in and out in five minutes, but I'm sure you'd be disappointed with that."
"Don't I know it," said Mrs. Smith quietly.
The photographer opened his briefcase and pulled out a portfolio of his baby pictures. "This was done on the top of a bus," he said.
"Oh my God!" Mrs. Smith exclaimed, grasping at her throat.
"And these twins turned out exceptionally well - when you consider their mother was so difficult to work with."
"She was difficult?" asked Mrs. Smith.
"Yes, I'm afraid so I finally had to take her to the park to get the job done right. People were crowding around four and five deep to get a good look."
"Four and five deep?" said Mrs. Smith, her eyes wide with amazement.
"Yes", the photographer replied. "And for more than three hours, too. The mother was constantly squealing and yelling - I could hardly concentrate, and when darkness approached I had to rush my shots. Finally, when the squirrels began nibbling on my equipment, I just had to pack it all in."
Mrs. Smith leaned forward. "Do you mean they actually chewed on your, uh...equipment?"
"It's true, Ma'am, yes.. Well, if you're ready, I'll set-up my tripod and we can get to work right away."
"Tripod?"
"Oh yes, Ma'am. I need to use a tripod to rest my Canon on. It's much too big to be held in the hand very long."
Mrs. Smith fainted.........
| Irene007
| | #55 posted July 12, 2007 at 12:09pm (EST) |
A thief in Paris planned to steal some paintings from the Louvre. After careful planning, he got past security, stole the paintings and made it safely to his van.
However, he was captured only two blocks away when his van ran out of gas.
When asked how he could mastermind such a crime and the make such an obvious error, he replied, "Monsieur, that is the reason I stole the paintings.
I had no Monet to buy Degas to make the Van Gogh." (and you thought I didn't have De Gaulle to post this on SC. Well, I figured I have nothing Toulouse.) 
| RGirl
| | #56 posted July 12, 2007 at 6:26pm (EST) |
I love that second one Irene! | darkshadowsseeker
| | #57 posted July 13, 2007 at 7:46pm (EST) |
A girl came skipping home from school one day. "Mummy, Mummy," she yelled. "We were counting today, and all the other kids could only count to four, but I counted to 10. See? 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9,10!" "Very good," said her mother. "Is it because I'm blonde, Mummy?" "Yes, it's because you're blonde," her mother replied.
The next day, the girl came skipping home from school. "Mummy, Mummy," she yelled, "we were saying the alphabet today, and all the other kids could only say it to D, but I said it to G. See? A, B, C, D, E, F, G!" "Very good," said her mother. "Is it because I'm blonde, Mummy?" Yes, pumpkin, it's because you're blonde."
The next day the girl came skipping home from school. "Mummy, Mummy," she yelled, "we were in gym class today, and when we showered, all the other girls had flat chests, but I have these!" And she lifted her tank top to reveal a pair of 36Cs. "Very good," said her embarrassed mother. "Is it because I'm blonde, Mummy?" "No... it's because you're 25." | Otter
| | #58 posted July 14, 2007 at 2:02am (EST) |
Arkansas Razorback Baby Boy
A Razorback fan is drinking in a
New York bar, when he gets a call on his cell
phone. He hangs up, grinning from ear to
ear, and orders a round of drinks for everybody
in the bar, announcing his wife has just given
birth to a typical Arkansas Razorback baby boy,
weighing 25 pounds Nobody can believe that
any new baby can weigh in at 25 pounds, but
the Hog fan just shrugs and replies, "That's
about average back home, folks, like I said,
my boy's a typical Arkansas Razorback baby boy.
Gonna play football for the Hogs."
Congratulations showered him from all around,
amid many exclamations of "WOW!" One
woman actually fainted due to sympathy pains.
Two weeks later, he returns to the bar. The
bartender says, "Say, aren't you the father of
that typical Razorback baby that
weighed 25 pounds at birth? Everybody's been
making bets about how big he'd be in two
weeks. So, how much does he weigh now?"
The proud father answers, "Seventeen pounds."
The bartender is puzzled, concerned and a
little suspicious. "What happened? He already
weighed 25 pounds the day he was
born!"
The Razorback father takes a slow swig of his beer, wipes
his lips on his shirt sleeve, leans into the bartender and
proudly says, "Had him circumcised."
| Otter
| | #59 posted July 14, 2007 at 9:21am (EST) |
My friend sent me this one;
One day I met a sweet gentleman and fell in love.
When it became apparent that we would marry, I made the supreme
sacrifice and gave up beans.
Some months later, on my birthday,
my car broke down on the way home from work.
Since I lived in the countryside I called my husband and told him that I
would be late because I had to walk home.
On my way, I passed by a small diner
and the odor of baked beans was more than I could stand.
With miles to walk, I figured that I would walk off any ill effects by
the time I reached home, so I stopped at the diner and before I knew it,
I had consumed t three large orders of baked beans.
All the way home, I made sure that I released all the gas.
Upon my arrival, my husband seemed excited to see me and exclaimed
delightedly:
"Darling I have a surprise for dinner tonight."
He then blindfolded me and led me to my chair at the dinner table.
I took a seat and just as he was about to remove my blindfold, the
telephone rang.
He made me promise not to touch the blindfold until he returned and went
to answer the call.
The baked beans I had consumed were still affecting me and the pressure
was becoming most unbearable, so while my husband was out of the room I
seized the opportunity, shifted my weight to one leg and let one go.
It was not only loud, but it smelled like a fertilizer truck running
over a skunk in front of a pulpwood mill.
I took my napkin from my lap and fanned the air around me vigorously.
Then, shifting to the other cheek, I ripped off three more.
The stink was worse than cooked cabbage.
Keeping my ears carefully tuned to the conversation in the other room, I
went on like this for another few minutes.
The pleasure was indescribable.
When eventually the telephone farewells signaled the end of my freedom,
I quickly fanned the air a few more times with my napkin, placed it on
my lap and folded my hands back on it feeling very relieved and pleased
with myself.
My face must have been the picture of innocence when my husband
returned, apologizing for taking so long.
He asked me if I had peeked through the blindfold, and I assured him I
had not.
At this point, he removed the blindfold, and twelve dinner guests seated
around the table chorused:
"Happy Birthday!"
| Amanda
| | #60 posted July 14, 2007 at 4:06pm (EST) |
But, why the hell would the husband make her walk on....and on her birthday. I'd have been pissed. | cerealkiller
| | #61 posted July 16, 2007 at 6:37pm (EST) |
YOUR AGE-- BY RESTAURANT MATH
Now,.... DON'T CHEAT BY SCROLLING DOWN FIRST!
It takes less than a minute. Work this out as you read ...
Be sure you don't read the bottom until you've worked it out!
1. First of all, pick the number of times a week that you would 'like' to go out to eat. (more than once -- but less than 10)
2. Multiply this number by '2'
(That's just to be bold....you know you like McDonalds more that that!!)
3. Add 5
4. Multiply it by 50
5. If you have already had your birthday this year.... add 1757...
If you haven't,.... add 1756.
6. Now, subtract the four digit year that you were born.
You should have a three digit number.
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The first digit of this was "your original number".
(i.e., How many times you want to go out to restaurants in a week.)
The next two numbers are........
YOUR AGE ! ------
(Oh YES, it is!!!)
| Amanda
| | #62 posted July 16, 2007 at 8:02pm (EST) |
Pretty cool. How does that work? | cabinfever
| | #63 posted July 16, 2007 at 11:44pm (EST) |
I've been emailed this before. But for some reason, the one I got said that this is the only year it will work. | Melf  
| | #64 posted July 17, 2007 at 2:25am (EST) |
Ooh clever. | cerealkiller
| | #65 posted July 17, 2007 at 1:28pm (EST) |
cabinfever wrote:
> I've been emailed this before. But for some reason,
> the one I got said that this is the only year
> it will work.
This one did too actually. In reality it's just a clever play on simple mathematical formulas. It only "works" for this year because you are using the current year 2007 in the formula. Bet it works next year too or any year if you plug in the right year. | Otter
| | #66 posted July 17, 2007 at 2:41pm (EST) |
I saw a similar formula on another forum, after doing everything it asked, you would have the number four. Then it asked to come up with the name of a country that began with the corresponding letter of the alphabet, D, then asked for the name of an animal that begins with the last letter of the name of the country, Then name a fruit that begins with the last letter of the animal. When it was all done you should have a kangaroo eating an orange in Denmark. I screwed it up and ended with an Otter eating raspberries in the Democratic Republic of Congo. | Melf
| | #67 posted July 17, 2007 at 3:29pm (EST) |
| Otter
| | #68 posted July 17, 2007 at 5:23pm (EST) |
Once upon a time there were three little pigs. The first little pig built his house out of straw, the second little pig built his house out of sticks, and the third little pig built his house out of bricks. Union Masons no doubt.
One day the big bad wolf came to the straw house and said; "Open up! Or I'll huff and I'll puff and I'll blow your house down!"
The first little pig said, "Not by the hair on my chinny chin chin!"
The wolf huffed and puffed and blew the house down. The first little pig managed to slip out the back door as the wolf blew the house apart, and ran to his neighbor's house.
The wolf came to the house made of sticks where the first and second little pigs were hiding inside, and he said, "Open up! Or I'll huff and I'll puff and I'll blow your house down!"
The second little pig said, "Not by the hair on my chinny chin chin!"
So the wolf huffed and puffed and he blew the house down. The first and second little pigs managed to slip out the back door and run over to the neighbor's house.
The wolf came to the brick house and said, "Open up! Or I'll huff and I'll puff and I'll blow your house down!"
The third little pig said, "Not by the hair on my chinny chin chin!" He picked up the telephone and made a call, telling his two neighbors, "I'll take care of this wolf!"
A couple of minutes later a black Cadillac pulled up in front of the third little pig's brick house. Four pigs got out of the Cadillac with baseball bats and beat the snot out of the wolf, breaking all four of his legs and leaving him in a puddle of blood in front of the brick house. Those were the Guinea Pigs.
| Otter
| | #69 posted July 17, 2007 at 6:58pm (EST) |
A guy walks into a tavern and orders a bourbon, "Set up drinks for everyone in the place. Have one yourself."
The bartender pours a bourbon for the chap, makes drinks for everyone in the bar and has a shot for himself. "That's $63.50." he says.
"I don't have any money!" The guy tells the bartender.
The bartender reaches over the bar, pulls the guy over the bar, pounds the crap out of him and pushes him out the back door.
The next night the guy returns to the tavern, "I'll have a bourbon, set up drinks for everyone, and have a drink for yourself."
The bartender figures after kicking the crap out of the guy the night before he can't be stupid enough to stiff him again, he pours the guy a bourbon, sets up drinks for everyone in the bar and has a drink himself. "That's $98.00"
he tells the guy.
"I don't have any money!" the guy tells the bartender.
The bartender is furious and pulls the guy across the bar, pounds the crap out of him and leaves him in the alley behind the bar.
The next night the guy comes back to the tavern. The bartender sees the guy and says, "You want a bourbon, right?"
"Yes!" The guy tells the bartender.
"You want me to set up drinks for everyone here, right?" The bartender asks.
"Yes! That's right!" the guy tells the bartender.
"You want me to have a drink, too, right?" The bartender asks.
"He!! no!" the guy says to the bartender, "You get nasty when you drink!"
| Otter
| | #70 posted July 17, 2007 at 7:11pm (EST) |
The Purina Diet
My friend has a dog & was buying a large bag of Purina dog chow at Wal-Mart and was in line to check out.
A woman behind him asked if he had a dog. On impulse, he told her that no, he was starting The Purina Diet again, although he probably shouldn't because he'd ended up in the hospital last time, but that he'd lost 50 pounds before he awoke in an intensive care ward with tubes coming out of most of his orifices and IVs in both arms.
He told her that it was essentially a perfect diet and that the way that it works is to load your pants pockets with Purina nuggets and simply eat one or two every time you feel hungry & that the food is nutritionally complete so he was going to try it again.
I have to mention here that practically everyone in the line was by now enthralled with his story, particularly a guy who was behind her.
Horrified, she asked my friend if he'd ended up in the hospital in that condition because he had been poisoned from eating dog chow. He told her no; it was because he'd been sitting in the street licking his balls and got hit by a car.
| Otter
| | #71 posted July 17, 2007 at 7:24pm (EST) |
Guy at the bar with $10.00
Guy walks into a bar, notices a very large jar on the counter, and sees
it's filled to the brim with $10 bills. He guesses there must be thousands
of dollars in it. He approaches the bartender and asks, "What's up with
the jar?"
"Well, you pay $10 and if you pass three tests, you get all the money."
The man certainly isn't going to pass this up. "What are the three tests?"
"Pay first ... those are the rules." says the bartender. So the man gives
him the $10 and the bartender drops it into the jar.
"OK," the bartender says. "Here's what you need to do:
First - You have to drink that entire gallon of pepper tequila, the whole thing, all at once.
Second- There's a pit bull chained-up out back with a sore tooth. You have
to remove the tooth with your bare hands.
Third. - There's a 90-year old woman upstairs who has never reached orgasm
during intercourse. You've gotta make things right for her."
The man is stunned. "I know I paid my $10, but I'm not an idiot! I won't
do it! You have to be nuts to drink a gallon of pepper tequila, and then
do those other things..."
"Your call," says the bartender, "but your money stays where it is."
As time goes on and the man has a few drinks, then a few more, he asks,
Where iz zat tequila?" He grabs the gallon with both hands and downs it
with a big slurp. Tears streaming down both cheeks, but he doesn't make
a face.
Next, he staggers out back where the pit bull is chained-up and soon
the people inside the bar hear a huge, noisy, scuffle going on outside.
They hear the pit bull barking, the guy screaming, the pit bull yelping
and then ... silence.
Just when they think the man surely must be dead, he staggers back
into the bar, with his shirt ripped and large bloody scratches all
over his body.
"Now," he says. "where's the old woman with the sore tooth?" | Otter
| | #72 posted July 17, 2007 at 7:37pm (EST) |
Golfs worst foursome
1. MONICA LEWINSKI
2. O. J. SIMPSON
3. TED KENNEDY
4. BILL CLINTON
WHY YOU ASK? Well, Your going to love this!
1. MONICA IS A HOOKER,
2. O. J. IS A SLICER ,
3. TED CAN'T DRIVE OVER WATER,
4. BILL CAN'T REMEMBER WHICH HOLE HE PLAYED LAST | cabinfever
| | #73 posted July 17, 2007 at 8:25pm (EST) |
You are hysterical, Otter. I've only heard the three little pigs joke before... and I don't get it. 'Guinea pigs'? | darkshadowsseeker
| | #74 posted July 17, 2007 at 9:45pm (EST) |
cabinfever wrote:
> You are hysterical, Otter.
> I've only heard the three
> little pigs joke before...
> and I don't get it. 'Guinea
> pigs'?
Guinea in this case means Italian. Otter was likely making a Mafia reference. | verouge
| | #75 posted July 18, 2007 at 6:01am (EST) |
That restaurant joke, I wonder who made it!!!!
hehehehe, it works! | cerealkiller
| | #76 posted July 18, 2007 at 6:21pm (EST) |
A visiting minister at the start of the offertory prayer:
"Dear Lord," he began with arms extended and a rapturous look on his upturned face, "without you we are but dust..."
He would have continued, but at that moment one very obedient little girl (who was listening carefully) leaned over to her mother and asked quite audibly in her shrill little girl voice:
"Mommy, what is butt dust?"
Church was pretty much over at that point.
| cerealkiller
| | #77 posted July 18, 2007 at 6:30pm (EST) |
Beverly Hillbillies
Well let me tell you a story bout a man named Jed
Mad mountaineer cause he never got no head
Then one day he was sittin on his stool when down from the hills came a bumblin fool
Daisy that is, Daisy May
Well,the next thing you know old Jed is gettin head
Kin folk said "Jed throw her in the bed"
So he slapped her on the ass and put her on her knees and fudgeed her in the ass till she begged for more please
| Otter
| | #78 posted July 18, 2007 at 7:01pm (EST) |
cerealkiller wrote:
> A visiting minister at the start of the offertory prayer:
>
> "Dear Lord," he began with arms extended and a rapturous look on his
> upturned face, "without you we are but dust..."
>
> He would have continued, but at that moment one very obedient little
> girl (who was listening carefully) leaned over to her mother and asked
> quite audibly in her shrill little girl voice:
>
> "Mommy, what is butt dust?"
>
> Church was pretty much over at that point.
>
>
> Thanks, I needed a good laugh today!
| Otter
| | #79 posted July 19, 2007 at 1:10pm (EST) |
A priest, a minister and a rabbi decided to take the children from the orphanage out for a day on a tour boat. While touring, the boat hit a rock and started taking on water. The minister said, “We better get the children into the life boat.”
The rabbi said, “Screw the children!”
The priest said, “Good idea, I’ll start with the boys!”
| cerealkiller
| | #80 posted July 19, 2007 at 6:29pm (EST) |
51 days
Five blondes go into a bar and one of them says to the bartender, "A round of drinks for me and my friends."
They get their drinks and the raise their glasses to a toast of, "To 51 days!" and they drink.
The "head blonde" asks the bartender to set them up again.
Again, the blondes toast "To 51 days!" and they drink. After they order a third round, the bartender says that he has to ask what the toast means.
The head blonde says, "We just finished a jigsaw puzzle. On the box it said, "two to four years" and we finished it in 51 days".
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