GENETIC ENGINEERING

A: (sneezes and wipes his nose by means of an already grimy handkerchief. don't ask.)

Me: Bless you. A cold?

A: Hay fever.

Me: Really? Were you brought up in town? They say those raised in the country never get it.

A: No, I used to live by the sea as a child. Besides, it's genetic.

Me: All right. (pauses) Were your parents raised in town, then?

A: Errr.. yeah.


Both: (in unison) See?

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I-WITNESS:

FINAL WORD


Truth is a matter of the imagination.

U.K.L.
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