Mr. Smith lived in a small village. He grew vegetables. Years ago he found work in a big city and moved there with his family. On the first Saturday in their new home, Mr. Smith took his new car out of the garage   and washed it. A man came at the moment. When he saw Mr. Smith's new car, he stopped and looked at it for a few minutes. Then Mr. Smith turned and saw him. The man said, "That's a nice car. Is it yours?" "Sometimes," Smith answered with a smile. "Sometimes?" The man said. "What do you mean?" "Well," answered Smith slowly, "When there's a party in town, it is my daughter's, Mary. When there's a football game, it's my son's, John. After I wash it, and it looks really nice and clean, it's my wife's. And when it needs gas, it's mine." _   often went to watch football games.
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