Mrs. Goldberg goes to the butcher at least once a week to buy a chicken. She picks it up, pinches it, fondles it, smacks it, then puts her nose in it as if to smell it. Each time she asks butcher, Is this chicken fresh? Each time the butcher guarentees her that it is as fresh as the day as it is born. One week she came in three times and each time asked for a chicken, went through her ritual: picks it up, pinches it, fondles it, smacks it, then smells it and again asks Butcher, is this chicken fresh? Not being able to stand much more the butcher replies: Mrs. Goldberg, could you pass a test like that?
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