Ride 'em cowboy

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Well, my car is dying. And yesterday the Firestone guy, when I was explaining the problem, asked how many miles are on the vehicle

"Ninety thousand," said I.

"Well, if I rode you for 90,000 miles, what kind of shape would you be in?" he asked. "My back would hurt."

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