Family Business

 

Morty was at death's door, and the family was gathered around him.

"Sarah, my wife, are you here at my bedside?"

"Yes, Morty, of course I'm here."

"And Bernie, my oldest son, are you here?"

"Yes Dad."

"And Rachel, my daughter, are you here?"

"Yes father, at the foot of the bed."

"And Sam, my youngest?"

"Right here, Pop."

"Well," said the merchant, "then who's mining the store?"

 

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