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Ninety year old Marvin “Zadie” Hubberman was in the hospital for a few days because of concerns about his blood sugar levels.
“OK Mr. Hubberman,” said the nurse, “time to check your blood sugar. Hmm…” she said as she examined his red fingertips that had been poked numerous times already. “Which finger should we use this time that won't hurt too much?"
"Yours!" Zadie replied.