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The Way the Wind Blows
Real Change
Tiptoe
Separated at Birth
Wind Over Dry Bones
The Wind Bag
The old fart was once a squirt.
The Air of My Ways
- Bob
- Texas, United States
- I'm carbon-based. (As are my wife and our three sons -- the cat has gone inorganic on us.)
Wind of Change
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I'm telling you - those little Asian women can be deadly. Here is my pedicure story http://bagwag.blogspot.com/2007/07/teeth-and-toe-torture.html
There is an older lady who volunteeres at the Duncan Hospital. Her name tag says "Happy" and she is happy to explain. She met a soldier sometime during WWII on a train. He asked her name, and she replied, "Gladys." He then said, "Gladys! That sounds like Glad Ass! I think I will call you Happy Bottom." She eventually married that soldier, and he called her "Happy" the rest of their life together.
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