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>A loud pounding on their front door awakens a man and his wife around 3:30 a.m. one Sunday morning. The man gets up, goes downstairs and opens the door to find Floyd Farnsworth, his neighbour standing there in a pouring down rain, asking for a push.
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>"Not a chance, Floyd," barks the husband indignantly. "You're obviously inebriated again, and it's nearly four o'clock in the morning. Go on home for cripes sakes!" He slams the door and returns to bed.
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>"Who was it?" asks his wife.
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>"Just Floyd Farnsworth, asking me for a push," he answers.
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>"Well, did you help him?" she asks.
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>"No way! He's drunk as a newt and it's raining like hell out there!"
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>"Well you've got a short memory" says his wife. "Can't you remember about three months ago when we broke down on the highway and those two guys gave you a hand? I think you should help poor Floyd."
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>The husband reluctantly does as he is told. He gets dressed, trudges into the pounding rain and calls out into the dark, "Farnsworth - are you still there?"
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>"Yesh," comes the slurred reply.
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>"Do you still need a push?" asks the husband, who is by now soaking wet.
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>"Oh, please… PLEASE!" blurts Floyd from the dark.
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>"Okay, where are you, then?" asks the husband in an impatient tone.
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>"Over here on the swing".
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My mom sent me this in an email about 2 weeks ago. It seems to be circulating again... It's a funny one!