from the roof running down the back of his neck as he stood on the stoop.
The next time he knocked louder, but still no answer. By now he was soaked
to the skin. Desperately he pounded on the door. At last the head of a
man appeared out of an upstairs window.
"What do you want?" he asked gruffly.
"My car broke down," said the traveler, "and I want to know if you
would let me stay here for the night."
"Sure," replied the man. "If you want to stay there all night, it's
okay with me."
It wasn't exactly a divorce -- I was traded.
-- Tim Conway
It's a funny thing that when a woman hasn't got anything
on earth to worry about, she goes off and gets married.
"It's men like him that give the Y chromosome a bad name."
-- Oscar Wilde
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