On a recent bus trip from Melbourne to Sydney, I sat next to a nice young man named Matthew.
It was a long bus trip and young Matthew had a bit of a sleep.
When he awoke, he started eating from a bowl of peanuts I had on my lap.
He enjoyed them immensely.
"Why don't you have some yourself, old lady?" he asked me.
"I don't have any teeth, Matthew" I replied.
"Then why do you buy the peanuts?" he enquired.
"I just love the chocolate coatings".
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