A visrron at the house asked the small girl which member. of the family she liked best.
"Mummy," replied the child promptly.
"And the next be:
"My baby brother "Ana then?"
"Uncle."
Her father, who was in the room, thought this was going a bit too far, and so he chipped in. "Well, Betty, dear, when do I come in?"
Like a flash came the reply: "At 2 o'clock in the morning."
Pastry Anthony Lewis went to Rhode land Hospital doubled up with indigestion.
He explained to the doctors he had eaten two six-inch nails, a handful of small nails, a few screws, and four slivers of glass as a party stunt.
But Ive done it before and it never hurt me a bit," he complained. "I can't understand it."
X-ray pictures solved the myster It was not the nails or the glass—Lewis had eaten too much pastry.
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