"Excuse me, could you tell me the time?" asked the blonde of a man on the street corner. "Sure.... It's three fifteen,"he replied with a smile. "Thanks," she said, a puzzled look crossing her face."You know, it's the weirdest thing-I've been asking that question all day long, and each time I get a different answer."
"Excuse me, could you tell me the time?" asked the blonde of a man on the street corner. "Sure.... It's three fifteen,"he replied with a smile. "Thanks," she said, a puzzled look crossing her face."You know, it's the weirdest thing-I've been asking that question all day long, and each time I get a different answer."