Two little old ladies were discussing their husbands over tea.
"I wish George would stop biting his nails," said one.
"He makes me terribly nervous."
"My Bob used to do the same thing," the other woman replied. "But I broke him of the habit."
"How?"
"I hid his teeth".
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