BALL AT THE SAVOY
It was a sultry summer day and the elderly lady, who walked by a policeman standing at the corner, could not help wondering, why he kept doing deep knee-bends.
“Excuse me, Officer,” - she asked - “what is it that you are doing?”
“You know the ballroom at the
“But there is no ballroom at the
“There is no ballroom here either,” - said the guardian of the law and pointed at his trousers.
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