Dear Hovsep;

It wasn’t like this twenty years ago.  A person needed a tuxedo in his closet to handle the 
formal affairs.  Today, the styles demand a constant updating.  I’m in a quandary; I don’t 
know quite how to handle it.  The combination between bow ties, string ties, ruffled shirts, 
ruffled sleeves, jewelry, light weight, heavy weight, cummerbunds, plain, colors, shades, 
and so on, are practically infinite.  

Give me a simple solution oh wisest of the wise.

Slightly Miffed

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Dear Slightly;

Get fitted up with a see-through tuxedo, then all you have to worry about is your underwear. 

Hovsep    

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Dear Hovsep - 

I fell in love with a girl who has a jealous ex-marine boyfriend.  He was a special 
scout during the Korean War and keeps in shape by going out into the desert at night 
to hunt Rattle Snakes, armed only with a knife.  She says that if he finds out about us, 
the same fate awaits me as has happened to the hundreds of snake skins that hang in his 
garage.  Is there any way I can come out of this situation and still have my girl?  

What Price Love

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Dear What;

Yes, but you might have to give up a little skin.

Hovsep    

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Dear Hovsep -  

I love a woman who’s been widowed five times.  Her last husband shot himself while she 
was doing the wash.  Gossip has it that all of her husbands comitted suicide.

My friends are all begging me to let her go.  I can’t live without her. 
 Please advise me.

Turmoil of Passion

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Dear Turmoil - 

How big an estate are we talking about?

Hovsep   

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Dear Hovsep - 

I am a perpetual tear dropper.  I cry when I’m happy.  I cry when I’m sad.  I’m even 
crying while I’m writing this letter.   What should I do?


Rain Forrest 

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Dear Rain;

If  I told you, you’d really cry.  

Hovsep