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A man and his wife are at a high school reunion…
… and the husband keeps staring at a gorgeous drunken lady swigging her gin at a nearby table, glass after glass.

His wife turns to him and asks, “Do you know her?”
“Yes,” sighs the husband.

She’s my ex-wife. She took to drinking right after we divorced seven years ago, and I hear she hasn’t been sober since.”

“My God!” says the wife.

“Who would think a person could go on celebrating for that long?”

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