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White Gown?

A woman getting married for the fourth time visited a tailor to get a wedding dress made.When the tailor inquired about the color, the bride-to-be said „White“.The tailor was a bit suprised by this, and said, „Excuse me, I don’t mean to pry, but since white is the color traditionally worn by a virgin on her wedding night, I can’t help wondering if you might still be a virgin? How could that be?“The woman replied, „I’m sorry to say, but that’s the way it is. You see, my first husband was a psychologist. He just wanted to talk about it. My second husband was a gynecologist. He just wanted to look. My third husband was a stamp collector. God, I miss him…“

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