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The Séance

 



    Doris looked around at her friends who had come to help her try to contact her late husband. Four women and one man sat in a circle, their finger tips barely touching. She wondered if one of them was sensitive enough to be a medium. Suddenly the man's head slumped forward as the spirits came forth. A jolt of energy surged around the circle and the medium spoke:
    "Nyuk, nyuk, nyuk."
    "Damn!," Doris exclaimed. "Ten billion departed souls in the spirit plane and all he can pick up is the Three Stooges. Men!"
 

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