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Pic of the Day: “Your Honor, I assure you, he’s having no nervous breakdown. Why, once on our honeymoon he put on a pair of overalls and dug a hole in the middle of Fifth Avenue.” “Did he say why?” “He said he’d always been wanting to dig a hole in the middle of Fifth Avenue.” Then you’re saying, Mrs. Ireland, that your husband is periodically subject to these attacks?” “But they weren’t attacks! They were just fun!” “You mean you were quite happy with your husband behaving this way?” “Well, why shouldn’t I be happy with my husband behaving that way?” “Then why do you wish a divorce?” “Because I wasn’t happy! I mean, because I wasn’t happy. It had nothing to do with Steve’s attacks.” “Then they were attacks?” “No. They were just sort of private jokes. Like on our last wedding anniversary when he wanted to have dinner backwards.” “Dinner back…” “Pardon me, Your Honor. Well, what’s wrong with that? Didn’t you ever eat dinner backwards?” “I lived a whole week backwards once.” “Shh! Why did he want to have his dinner backwards?” “For a perfectly normal reason. He didn’t want to walk four miles and row on the river before dinner.” “And was he afraid someone might make him do that?” “Oh, you don’t understand. That’s the wedding ceremony of the Baffinland Eskimos. Steve used to always say if we ever moved to Baffinland, we’d be properly married. It’s a joke, don’t you see? He said a man can’t be too careful.” (85th Anniversary)
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