"Daddy," said a six-year-old boy, "I'd like to get married."
"Sure, son." said his father. "Anyone special in mind?"
"Yes," answered the boy. "Grandma. She’s nice."
"Now, wait a minute," said his father. "You don't think I'd let you marry my mother, do you!"
"Why not?" the boy asked. "You married mine."
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