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One I heard on Radio 4 the other day, from memory, so apologies for the delivery:
So, I was in the back of a cab the other night, and the cabbie asked me if I had any hobbies. I said, "no, not really, what about you?"
"I keep bees," he said.
"Oh right, so you have hives for them in your back garden. That's nice."
"Oh no," he said, "I don't bother with all that. I just keep them in old jars. Throw in a couple of flower heads so they have some pollen to feed off, tie a bit of paper over the top, and they're fine."
"But you put some holes in the paper, right, so they can breathe?"
"Nah. Don't bother with that."
"But they've got no fresh air -- every animal needs a supply of oxygen to live. Don't they just die after a short while?"
"Well, yeah ... But it's only a hobby." |
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