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blonde made several attempts to sell her old car. She was having a lot of
problems finding a buyer because the car had 340,000 miles on it. She discussed
her problem with a brunette that she worked with at a bar.
The brunette suggested, "There may be a chance to sell that car easier, but
it's not going to be legal."
"That doesn't matter at all," replied the blonde. "All that
matters it that I am able to sell this car."
"Alright," replied the brunette. In a quiet voice, she told the
blonde: "Here is the address of a friend of mine. He owns a car repair shop
around here. Tell him I sent you, and he will turn the counter back on your car
to 40,000 miles. Then it shouldn't be a problem to sell your car."
The following weekend, the blonde took a trip to the mechanic on the brunette's
advice. About
one month after that, the brunette saw the blonde and asked, "Did you sell
your car?"
"No!" replied the blonde. "Why should I? It only has 40,000 miles
on
