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<B><SPAN style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">Sent:</SPAN></B> Tue, January 4, 2011 9:49:53 AM<BR> [GCFL.net] The Avon Lady<BR></FONT><BR>Can anyone explain this joke to me?<BR>greenBubble <BR><BR>-----Original Message-----<BR>Subject: [<A href="http://gcfl.net/" target=_blank>GCFL.net</A>] The Avon Lady<BR><BR>The Avon Lady<BR><BR>My friend Bev and her husband were reshingling their roof.<BR>As soon as they started, they realized they needed more<BR>supplies, so Bev grabbed the checkbook, jumped into her car,<BR>and drove the 45 miles to the nearest lumberyard.<BR><BR>After gathering the items she needed, Bev went up to the<BR>cashier and wrote a check. "I really need to see a photo<BR>ID," the clerk said.<BR><BR>"I don't have one on me," Bev replied.<BR><BR>The cashier called over the manager, who examined the check.<BR>Then the manager looked up and asked Bev, "Who is the Avon<BR>lady in your town?"<BR><BR>Puzzled, Bev responded, "Maxine
Thompson."<BR><BR>"Take her check," the smiling manager said to the cashier.<BR>"Maxine is my grandmother."<BR><BR>Received from Ed.<BR>_______________________________________________<BR>GCFL-discuss mailing list<BR><A href="mailto:GCFL-discuss@gcfl.net" ymailto="mailto:GCFL-discuss@gcfl.net">GCFL-discuss@gcfl.net</A><BR>http://gcfl.net/mailman/listinfo/gcfl-discuss<BR></DIV></DIV></div></body></html>