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Post by Captain Spencer on Sept 23, 2020 2:05:34 GMT
She would chew your ass out at the drop of a hat. I mean, she'd rip you a brand new, there-bedroom two-bath, double-wide asshole.  |
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Post by Captain Spencer on Sept 23, 2020 2:08:31 GMT
I wake up in the morning with an idea, and cut away everything that ain't that idea.  |
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Post by alpha128 on Sept 23, 2020 2:21:16 GMT
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Post by Captain Spencer on Sept 23, 2020 2:23:44 GMT
Now you! You've got two minutes to explain these accounts to me. Or three minutes from now, I just might get myself another stockbroker.  |
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Post by alpha128 on Sept 23, 2020 2:25:09 GMT
The last detail to be managed is the deceased's body position. Left hand over the right, over the umbilicus, in an attitude of ease, of repose, of retirement.  |
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Post by alpha128 on Sept 23, 2020 2:46:41 GMT
Oh, God! What have I done?  |
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Post by alpha128 on Sept 23, 2020 3:02:37 GMT
I told him that you went temporarily insane. And we're all going insane sooner or later.  |
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Post by alpha128 on Sept 23, 2020 18:02:39 GMT
Townsperson: Elizabeth, I just heard Bernie killed your sister Margy. Elizabeth: Oh, honey, no. Marjorie's in a nursing home over in Timble. Townsperson: No, no, she is in a deep freeze going to Dallas. 
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