Mother: Well, Timmy, how did you get along with Dad while I was away?
Timmy: Just fine, Mother. Every morning he took me down to the lake in the boat and made me swim back.
Mother: MY, that's a long swim, isn't it?
Timmy: Oh, I made it all right. The only trouble I really had was getting out of the bag.

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