Mined over matter


She came back home from her date and told her sister,

“I have fallen in love with a miner, and I plan to marry him.”
“Why don’t you wait till he is a major?”
“Because he doesn’t plan to join the army!”
“Ok, tell me what happened at the date?”
“Well, he came straight from work wearing fine black soot. And I told him, ‘Playing mine sweeper, eh’. He must’ve been angry at being under mined thus.”

“So did he give you a coaled shoulder?”
“Yeah! When I got bold and asked him, ‘your place or mine?'”

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