Late one Saturday night, a woman was awakened by her phone. "Hello." A breathless voice on the line rushed into a lengthy speech. "Mom, this is Susan and I'm sorry I woke you up but I had to call because I'm going to be a little late getting home 'cause Daddy's car got a flat tire but it's not my fault. Honest! I don't know what happened. The tire just went flat while we were in the movie. Please don't be mad, okay?" Since the woman didn't have a daughter, she knew it was a wrong number. "I'm sorry, dear, but you must have misdialed. I don't have a daughter." There was a long pause. "Gosh, Mom, I didn't think you'd be this mad!"
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