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My prayer for this coming year is a fat bank account and a thin body. But please ... please don't mix them up
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My husband lived all his life thinking he cheated on me. He told me - I was unfaithful to you once. With some redhed. In the men's room of a pool hall in 1971. I was drunk. - That was me.
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Be nice to fat people. One day they might save your life.
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