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Insurance, Life

A man went to an insurance office to have his life insured the other day. "Do you cycle?" the insurance agent asked. "No," said the man. "Do you motor?" "No." "Do you, then, perhaps, fly?" "No, no," said the applicant, laughing; "I have no dangerous- دو But the agent interrupted him curtly. "Sorry, sir," he said, "but we no longer insure pedestrians." See Irish bulls.