Some bloke knocked on my door last night.
He said, “I live around the corner and my daughter has lost her cat, you haven’t seen her have you?”
I said, “What does she look like?”
He said, “Quite a chubby little thing, about 6 years old, Ginger hair, walks with a limp?”
I said, “Yeah, she was queuing in the newsagents this morning”.
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