Carnation, I knew there was a reason we were sisters.
When that stupid woman says she sings in a big band, I usually yell back at the TV: "But not very well!"
And I'm convinced that my local Wal-Mart keeps a crabby infant living in a Rubbermaid storage container, and when I enter the store, an employee starts kicking the box to make him whine and cry until I leave.
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