A couple was celebrating their golden wedding anniversary. Their domestic
tranquillity had long been the talk of the town. A local newspaper reporter
was inquiring as to the secret of their long and happy
marriage.
"Well, it dates back to our honeymoon," explained the man.
"We visited the Grand Canyon and took a trip down to the bottom on the canyon
by pack mule. We hadn't gone too far when my wife's mule stumbled. My wife
quietly said, 'That's once.' We proceeded a little further and the mule
stumbled again. Once more my wife quietly said, 'That's twice.' We hadn't
gone a half mile when the mule stumbled the third time. My wife quietly
removed a revolver from her pocket and shot the mule dead."
"I started
to protest over her treatment of the mule when she looked at me and quietly
said, "That's once.'"
[Mother Shiptons Prophecy] [Poetry]
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