My mother is such a lousy cook that Thanksgiving at her house is a time of sorrow.
~Rita Rudner~
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“I can envision a small cottage somewhere, with a lot of writing paper, and a dog, and a fireplace and maybe enough money to give myself some Irish coffee now and then and entertain my two friends." ~Lt. Richard Van de Geer~
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