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In a nightclub a girl made a great impression by dancing before an assembly of rumbustious onlookers. They made her their queen. Another girl got jealous. Noticing someone get their drink spiked she took it to the newly crowned queen and said: ‘Here is a beverage I found for you, consider it a perquisite of your royal office’. The girl downed it carelessly. She clutched at her stomach and dropped to her knees. When she accused the girl of poisoning her the girl replied ‘Fancy a fool like you, “your highness”, being queen of this nightclub!’
In a nightclub a girl did a dance contest; she came in first place. She made such a great impact by dancing, the assembly of rumbustious onlookers made her their beauty queen. A girl got jealous. Noticing people get their drink spiked she took one to the newly crowned queen and said: ‘This here is a drink I found for you, consider it a bonus of your royal office’. The girl downed it hastily. She clutched at her stomach & went pink and purple in the face. This is when she accused the girl of poisoning her. The girl replied ‘Fancy a fool like you, “your highness”, being queen of this nightclub!’
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A girl made a great impression by dancing. Although she knew litte she knew you cannot influence a gathering of nightclub onlookers without the skill of being beautiful, and so she became their queen. Another girl knew this; and taught her queen a lesson that must be learnt: With simple trickery she attempted to get the weakness exposed like others would. She found a spiked drink to give the crowned queen who downed the drink carelessly; it was proof that without the use of prior cerebration you will suffer for your ambitious goals. The queen suspected the girl as
she choaked. The girl said ‘foolish queen of her error, in her terror will see it as true
small you’.
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Once upon a time a mother of many saw the face of a model on the cover of a glamorous magazine; the mother was envious of her beauty. So she smoothed out her body with plastic surgery and asked her children if she was now prettier than the model. ‘Yes,’ they answered. Unconvinced she went for more plastic surgery, and then asked once again who was prettier. ‘You,’ they answered. She got cross, and made frantic efforts to become as beautiful as the magazine model, till finally one of her surgeries went wrong and she died.