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Wednesday, 22 May 2019

That's my age


They asked Nasaruddin Hodja his age.

'Forty.' he replied.

'But Hodja, when we asked you your age ten years ago, you gave the same answer!'

`That's my word, and I stick with it.' Hodja said.
Posted by Suraj S. J at 05:58
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