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Nov. 20th, 2008
After dinner, two elderly women retire to the kitchen and leave their husbands to chat. One of the men says, "Last night we went out to a great new restaurant." The other asks, "What's it called?"
The first man knits his brow in concentration and finally says, "Ah, what is the name of that red flower you give to someone you love?" His friend replies, "A carnation?"
"No, no. The other one," the first man says. "The poppy?" wonders his friend.
"No," growls the man. "You know the one with thorns!"
"Do you mean a rose?" asks the other man.
"Yea that's it!" the first man says. He then turns to the kitchen and yells, "Rose, what's the name of that restaurant we went to last night?"
The first man knits his brow in concentration and finally says, "Ah, what is the name of that red flower you give to someone you love?" His friend replies, "A carnation?"
"No, no. The other one," the first man says. "The poppy?" wonders his friend.
"No," growls the man. "You know the one with thorns!"
"Do you mean a rose?" asks the other man.
"Yea that's it!" the first man says. He then turns to the kitchen and yells, "Rose, what's the name of that restaurant we went to last night?"