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Friend Bob Willoughby finally took his long-dreamed-of trip to la belle France. When he returned, after a two months' visit, we asked him about it.
"Wonderful," he sighed, "especially Paris. My only regret is that I couldn't have made the trip twenty years ago."
"When Paris was really Paris, eh?" we said.
"No," said Bob, a little sadly. "When Willoughby was really Willoughby."

One day, farmer Brown was in town picking up some supplies. He stopped by the hardware store and picked up a bucket and an anvil. Next, he stopped by the livestock dealer to buy a goose and a couple of chickens. Now, however, he had a problem: how to carry all of his purchases home.
The livestock dealer said, "Why not put the anvil in the bucket, carry the bucket in one hand, put a chicken under each arm, and carry the goose in your other hand?"
"Good thinking. Thanks," the farmer said, and off he went.
While walking, he met a lady who told him she was lost. She asked, "Can you tell me how to get to 1725 Willoughby Lane?"
The farmer said, "Well, as a matter of fact, I live at 1835 Willoughby Lane. Let's take my short cut and go down this alley. We'll be there in no time.
The lady replied, "I am a lonely widow without a husband to defend me. How do I know that when we get in the alley you won't hold me up against the wall, more...

Knock Knock
Who's there!
Willoughby!
Willoughby who?
Willoughby a monkey's uncle!

Knock Knock
Who's there?
Willoughby!
Willoughby who?
Willoughby a monkey's uncle!

Since old Mr. Willoughby was allergic to cold medicines, his doctor advised him to drink a large glass of carrot juice after a long bath.

A week later when Mr. Willoughby returned, his doctor asked him how he had done. "Not too good," the old man replied. "After I drank the hot bath, I didn't have room for the carrot juice."