Rita bought a racehorse and named him Myface.
Her friend Dolly commented, "Isn't that a strange name for a horse? What are you going to do with him?"
Rita replied, "He is one of the fastest horses in the circuit. But I have not bought him for his speed. I don't mind if he does not win any races."
Dolly was very confused and asked, "Then what have you bought him for?"
Rita replied, "I will get utmost satisfaction when I hear those posh snobbish women scream, "Come on, Myface!"
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