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  I NEVER knew anyone so keenly alive to a joke as the king was. He seemed to live only for joking. To    tell a good story of the joke kind, and to tell it well, was the surest road to his favor. Thus it    happened that his seven ministers were all noted for their accomplishments as jokers. They all took    after the king, too, in being large, corpulent, oily men, as well as inimitable jokers. Whether people    grow fat by joking, or whether there is something in fat itself which predisposes to a joke, I have    never been quite able to determine; but certain it is that a lean joker is a rara avis in terris      | 
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