One afternoon a boy asks his father, "Where is your Visa card, Dad?"
"You know that when I was held up, the robber stole it from me," the father responds.
"Sure, Dad," the boy says, "but that was six months ago. Haven't you reported that?"
"Look, my boy," the father says. "The robber using it is costing me less than when your mother had it."
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