TODAYS RIDDLE :

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Beijing

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One-Liners:

Happiness is the state of minimum regret.

SHOES: If they feel good they're ugly, if they look good they hurt.

The old believe everything, the middle-aged suspect everything, the young know everything. --Oscar Wilde

Life is like a slow soap opera without commercials.

If you can still do at 60 what you did at 20, it means you weren't doing much at 20.

If you don't run, they can't chase you.

The best things in life aren't things.

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A fine is a tax you pay for doing wrong, and a tax is a fine you pay for doing all right. Everybody should pay his income tax with a smile. I tried it, but they wanted cash. I went to Washington and visited the Tax Department. I just wanted to see the people I'm working for. I'm putting all my money in taxes--it is the only thing sure to go up. Patrick Henry should come back to see what taxation with representation is like. A taxpayer is a person who has the government on his payroll.

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On the first day of school, the children brought gifts for their teacher.

The florist's son brought the teacher a bouquet of flowers.

The candy-store owner's daughter gave the teacher a pretty box of candy.

Then the liquor-store owner's son brought up a big, heavy box.

The teacher lifted it up and noticed that it was leaking a little bit. She touched a drop of the liquid with her finger and tasted it. "Is it wine?" she guessed.

"No," the boy replied. She tasted another drop and asked, "Champagne?.

"No," said the little boy... "It's a puppy!"

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A man was struck down by a bus on a very busy street. As he was lying near death after being pulled up onto the sidewalk, a crowd of spectators began to gather around him. "My God, a priest. Somebody get a priest!" the critically injured man gasped.

A policeman checked the crowd, and yelled out, "Is anyone here a priest?"

Out of the large crowd stepped a little old man of at least 80-years-of-age.

"Mr. Policeman," said the old man, "I'm not a priest or even a preacher, I'm not even a Christian. But for 50-years now I'm living behind the Catholic Church on First Avenue, and every night I'm overhearing their services. I can recall a lot of it, in fact, most of it. So, maybe I can be of some comfort and assistance to this poor injured man here?"

The policeman agreed and cleared the crowd away so the old man could get through to where the! injured man was lying. The old fellow knelt down beside him, leaned over him, and said in a solemn voice, "B-4, I-19, N-38, G-54, 0-72........"