Rather Not, A—"Ho, Ho!"

Uncle Henry was on his way home from Baddish. He asked the corpse for a quart of blood, and said he'd be much obliged if you wouldn't do any more gyrations. The corpse replied: 'Two bucks is all I got' Uncle Henry's knees grew weak, and his heart was crowding his Adam's apple. His eyes were bulging out by now. "'Come slip it in my pocket! Make it snappy!' commanded the hangman. "I'm a common,' whispered Uncle Henry meekly."You're missing a rare opportunity, brother."

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