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Show JhaHiu dmhiimrL It was the job of Joey, the village vil-lage dullard, as "Keeper of the Cannon," to polish the antique cannon in the village square. During a celebration, the mayor commented on the brightness of the brasswork and suggested the crowd give Joey a rousing vote of thanks. Joey beamed all the way home. "Maw," he boasted to his wife, "the mayor said what a nice job I been doin' on the cannon. can-non. Everybody gave me three cheers!" "You know," said his wife, "I've been thinkin'. You been on that job more'n 40 years and got no place. Why don't you buy a cannon and go into business for yourself?" |