.......... who I dearly love and who's osteoprosis(sp?) I should find NO HUMOR IN WHATSOEVER, but I have a theory that she will never die so much as she will shrink away until she's so small she's simply misplaced. And she will live in a mouse hole in my house, and if I say anything disrespectful about her, I will feel the jab of what feels like a tiny knitting needle in my ankle.
I know, karma will insure that I am re-incarnated as a moth for making jokes like that.
I know, karma will insure that I am re-incarnated as a moth for making jokes like that.
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