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A newspaper interviewed a grizzled old man, sitting with his hands folded in his lap, behind his farmhouse.

“Sir, I’d like to know the secret of your long life,” asked the reporter.

“I drink a gallon of whisky, smoke fifty cigars and go out dancing every day of my life,” said the man.

“Remarkable.” said the reporter, “and exactly how old are you?”

“Twenty-seven,” was the reply. - Parade

A Treasury of Humor, Clyde Murdock, page 105