so if you need me in 41 years, i'll be taking a little nap...in a box on the street.
in my defense, the lady did the presentation to the tune of "rock-a-bye baby." yes, that old classic.
this will not be me. and not just because i don't want to marry an old man.
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what if i don't wanna check out those comments
GASP
--COMICS.
well that is entirely up to you!
Perhaps I'll situate my retirement box under the same bridge as you. My bank account is looking pretty low these days.
come one! come all!
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