Little Johnny’s mom was worried.  She hadn’t seen her elderly neighbor, Mrs. Goldbaum, in days.
She asked: “Johnny, would you go next door and see how old Mrs. Goldbaum is?”
A few minutes later, Johnny returned.
Mom: “Well, is she all right?”
Johnny: “She’s fine, except that she’s mad at you.”
Mom: “At me?  Whatever for?”
Johnny: “She said its none of your business how old she is.”



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