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“That wife of mine is a liar,” said the angry husband to a sympathetic pal seated next to him at the bar.
“How do you know?” the friend asked.
“She didn't come home last night, and when I asked her where she'd been, she said that she had spent the night with her sister, Shirley.”
“And I know that's a lie because I spent the night with her sister, Shirley.” 
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