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Have not posted on here in quite a while, but I had to post this one.
A seriously depressed woman stands at the edge of a cliff, trying to get the nerve up to jump.
A passing hobo stops and says, "Since you're about to kill yourself anyway, could we have sex?"
The woman said, "Hell no... get away from me!"
The bum turned to leave and muttered, "Fine, I'll just go wait at the bottom."
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Death tugs at my ear and says, "Live, I am coming." -Oliver Wendell Holmes, Sr., poet, novelist, essayist, and physician (1809-1894)
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