>This is a true story. While visiting a local junk yard, looking for
>a part, the owner related this event to me.
>
>A well endowed, scantly dressed young woman came in to
>the yard one day, looking for a part for her car. A younger,
>country raised, not to worldly, employee went to help her.
>
>While she was looking over his car parts, he was looking over
>hers. His eyes were open with wonderment, examining all her
>pierced body parts. When her eyes returned to his, she found
>him staring, open mouthed, at her bare midriff, and a large
>gold ring piercing her navel.
>
>She calmly said, "That's where I hang my air freshener."
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>On a train from London to Manchester, an American was
>telling off the Englishman sitting across from him in the
>compartment. "You English are too stuffy. You set yourselves
>apart too much. Look at me...in me, I have Italian blood,
>French blood, a little Indian blood, and some Swedish blood.
>What do you say to that?"
>
>The Englishman said, "Very sporting of your mother."
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