Son Nick was a joker. It might have been in his DNA, but after school one day it was no joking matter. That’s when he rushed into the newspaper office all excited. “I’ve got to get a jock’s strap for football,” he said. “Where do I get one?”
Yes, jock’s strap.
He ...
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