Now I remember! Thanks for jogging the memory banks, Betty. Believe me, it's the failing memory, not yourself. Also, my memory isn't what it used to be.
Now I remember! Thanks for jogging the memory banks, Betty. Believe me, it's the failing memory, not yourself. Also, my memory isn't what it used to be.
Happiness is wading boots that never have a chance to dry out.
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