HOW MANY?
The census taker knocked on the door of a backwoods shack. An old timer came out, asking what he wanted. “The President has sent us across the country to find out how many people live in the United States,” the man replied. “I’m sorry you came all the way out here to ask me,” said the hillbilly. “’cause I ain’t got the faintest idea.” S. A. Edmiston in The Rotarian
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