MARRY OR DIE
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A man walks up to me in a bar. He then sits down next to me and asks me a question. "Well you must be new in town, the names Doil, Mark Doil, and you are?"
I reply. It seems like a easy enough question. Doil looks at me and smiles. I lean in so he can hear me" Charles, Charles Jefferson. And ya I'm new to town, my business just transferred."
"Oh you're one of them cement company boys, ain't ya. We've seen about six new families in town because of that. But don't get me wrong,we ain't complaining."
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