 "Well, now," says the old lady, "I guess I would like to be really rich."
"And, gee, I guess I wouldn't mind being a young, beautiful princess."
"Your third wish?" asked the fairy godmother. Just then the old woman's cat wanders across the porch in front of them. "Ooh -- can you change him into a handsome prince?" she asks.
She stares at him, smitten. With a smile that makes her knees weak, he saunters across the porch and whispers in her ear: "Bet you're sorry you had me neutered." |
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