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The newly divorced woman…

The newly divorced woman had never had to be the handyman around the house before, and quickly discovered she was lacking most of the proper tools to do the odd jobs needed. She made a trip to the local hardware store and quickly learned that it was truly a „man’s world“ there. Thinking that she might be taken advantage of if she let on that she was indeed a novice, she made a determined effort to look and sound as if she knew what she was doing. Completing her first group of purchases she took them to the clerk at the counter and looking behind him she discovered she hadn’t bought any files. She pointed to one and said „May I have one of those ?“ The clerk, unsure of what she was indicating said, „What… one of those bastards ?“ Without a pause, she said, „Yeah ! And ya better give me a few of those Son-of-a-Bitches next to ‚em too.“

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