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Messy House

" The house is not clean," Husband said on weekdays,
" It's clean" Wife screamed.
" The house is not clean," Husband said on weekends,
" It's clean" Wife screamed.
" My Aunty is coming," the husband said one day,
" The house is not clean" Wife said,
" It's clean" Husband screamed.
The wife's speedometer increased from 35 km/hr to 150 km/hr.
Within an hour the wife made the house as a Brand new house.
"Where is the aunty?" the wife asked.
" I wanted to see the cleaned houseĀ 
once before I die," Husband said.

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