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A woman was having a daytime affair while her husband was at work.
One rainy day she was in bed with her boyfriend when, to her horror,
she heard her husband's car pull into the driveway.

"Oh my God! Hurry! Grab your clothes and jump out the window. My
husband's home early!"

"I can't jump out the window. It's raining out there!"

"If my husband catches us in here, he'll kill us both!" she replied. "He's
got a hot temper and a gun, so the rain is the least of your problems!"

So, with no other choice, the boyfriend scoots out of bed, grabs all his
clothes and jumps out the window. As he ran down the street in the
pouring rain, he quickly discovered he had run right into the middle of
the town's annual marathon, so he started running along beside the
others, about 300 of them.

Being naked, with his clothes tucked under his arm, he tried to blend in
as best he could. After a little while a small group of runners who had
been watching him with some curiosity, jogged closer.

"Do you always run naked?" one asked.

"Oh yes!" he replied, gasping in air. "It feels so wonderfully free!"

Another runner moved alongside and asked. "Do you always run carrying
your clothes with you under your arm?"

"Oh, yes," our friend answered breathlessly. "That way I can get dressed
right at the end of the run and get in my car to go home!"

Then a third runner cast his eyes a little lower and asked, "Do you always
wear a condom when you run?"

"Nope. Just when it's raining."
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