A little old man shuffled slowly into an ice cream parlour, and pulled himself slowly, and what looked like painfully even, up onto a stool at the counter.
After taking a few minutes to allow him to catch his breath, the waitress went over to him and he ordered a banana split.
The waitress asked kindly, “Crushed nuts?”
“No,” the old man replied, “Arthritis.”
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