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Monday, 26 September 2011


A cyclone hit a Kansas  farmhouse just before dawn one  morning.

It tore off the roof, and picked up the beds on which the  farmer and his wife slept were  sleeping.  By some miracle, the cyclone set them  down unharmed the next county  over.

The wife was sobbing uncontrollably.

"Don't be scared,  Mary," her husband said.
"We're not  hurt."

Mary continued to cry.  "I'm not scared."

She said between  sobs.  "I'm happy. This is the first time  in 14 years we've been out  together."

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