Fun Time! 2

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Three friends, Brian, Jane and Jennifer were chatting at a coffee bar. The subject of their faults came up and they started confessing their bad habits. ‘I must admit,’ said Brian, ‘I sometimes use the company’s phone for private calls and I often steal office stationery from work when the boss isn’t looking. If he found out, I’d get fired.’ ‘Well, I guess my greatest fault,’ Jane told the group, ‘is that I lie too much. They are usually white lies that do not hurt people. For example, I told my best friend that she looked beautiful on the day she was going to meet her boyfriend while she actually had a coffee stain at the back of her shirt. If my best friend knew about it, she would never talk to me again. Jennifer had been silent during the conversation, so Brian turned and asked her, ‘Well, Jennifer, do you have any faults, then?’ ‘Oh, yes,’ said Jennifer, ‘my greatest fault is that I just can’t keep a secret.’

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While Sarah was driving down a remote country road, she noticed her car engine made a terrible noise. She stopped the car to see if she could fix it. As she was lifting up the car bonnet, a deep voice from behind her said, ‘If I were you, I’d change the spark plugs.’ Sarah looked around her, but couldn’t see anyone. There was a large black horse with a yellowish-white star on its forehead. It was looking over the fence at her. ‘I’m imagining it,’ she thought to herself. But, as soon as she turned her back on the horse, the deep voice said, ‘It’s the spark plugs, I’m telling you.’ Again, she turned to find no one in sight apart from the horse. Terrified, she got back into the car and drove slowly to the next village to find a mechanic. She explained the problem and told him about the horse. ‘And you say there was nobody around except a horse with a yellowish-white star on its forehead, when you heard this?’ asked the mechanic. ‘Not a soul!’ replied Sarah, ‘Just a big horse.’ ‘Oh, I wouldn’t take any notice of him, if I were you. That’s old Blackie. He doesn’t know anything about engines. He always says it’s the spark plugs.’