So, there two men are standing in the ally talking.
My dog died.
That's to bad, how did he die?
He ate my tape measure.
Ouch! That must have been a slow agonizing death by inches.
Well, actually, he rallied a bit, and crawled over, and died by the yard.
(Stolen from a reprint of the 1897 Wabigoon Star newspaper)
Let's see someone try to tell that one with that stupid metric system.
