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The downside of growing older (or at least as old as I am)...
And the reality we all face is even more dire. Now matter how it happens, we all end up the same - in a box or ashes blowing in the breeze. ...
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Like i said yesterday - It's a treasure trove of great cartoons. Enjoy... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ......
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You know I'm a sucker for the side-boob thing... -
Trust me - these guys have very good taste... ... ... Follow this blog - there's special places and people I can introduce you t...
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ReplyDeleteMy dad was named George and my brother was named George. Growing up, they always called dad George and brother Georgie. It was until after my brother was safely in his grave did I learn they were calling him George G (his middle initial being G). Only a few years too late.
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