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As Bob had a habit of giving his wife strange Christmas gifts, she was not surprised when he came one night carrying a tiny, branchless tree. Attached to a lone limb was a shotgun shell.
"All right, Bob, " said Marie, truly stumped this time. "What is it?"
"Why, Marie ." Bob smiled, "it's a cartridge in a bare tree."
"All right, Bob, " said Marie, truly stumped this time. "What is it?"
"Why, Marie ." Bob smiled, "it's a cartridge in a bare tree."