A survey taker is strolling through a local neighborhood when he comes to Mrs. Jones' house. Mrs. Jones very obligingly answers each of his questions, except for the one about her age.
"But ma'am," the survey taker says. "Everyone gives their age for the survey."
"Did the Hill sisters two houses down tell you their age?" Mrs. Jones inquires.
"Well, yes."
"Well, I'm just as old as they are!" she replies indignantly.
As old as the hills, the survey taker jots down.
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