Harry had proudly demonstrated his new ultracompact sports car to his date of the evening and had spun the little wonder to a halt on a lonely country road. After a considerable amount of amorous preliminaries, his girl coyly jumped out of the car and headed for a mossy spot nearby. Noticing that Harry wasn't following, she turned and said, "Hurry and get out of the car before I get out of the mood." Harry struggled for a minute, then mournfully said, "Until I get out of the mood I can't get out of the car!"
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