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Here's your hilarious joke:

There are seven ages of man: Sixteen to twenty-five... twice daily. Twenty-five to thirty-five... thrice weekly. Thirty-five to forty-five... try weekly. Forty-five to fifty-five... try weakly. Fifty-five to sixty-five... try oysters. Sixty-five to seventy-five... try anything. Seventy-five and beyond... try to remember. And just like the man, there are seven ages of woman: Sixteen to twenty-five, like Africa: partly virgin, partly explored. Twenty-five to thirty-five, like India: hot and mysterious. Thirty-five to forty-five, like Europe: devastated but interesting in parts. Forty-five to fifty-five, like America: efficient but unconscious. Fifty-five to sixty-five, like Russia: everybody knows where it is but nobody really wants to go there. Sixty-five to seventy-five, like the UN: it functions, but nobody is interested. Seventy-five and beyond, like Atlantis: lost and forgotten.