Today a teenage girl called me "ma'am." Oh, man, do I feel old.
*I do have the bottoms of my trousers rolled, but that's only because my pants are too long.
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- Forest for the Trees Department
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- Test testiness
- Hey, they're good for something!
- "Hi-yo Silver, awaaaayyyyyyyy...." [splat]
- J. Ho-hum, or, "Is that a pistol in your pocket?"
- It speaks!
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- Here we go again?
- As for today...
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- Department of "no kidding," again
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- "Abby-someone. Abby Normal."
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- I grow old, I grow old...*
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About Me
- Abby
- Born on a mountain top in Tennessee, Killed him a b'ar when he was only three... No, wait, that's Davy Crockett. Let's try again: Born in a hospital in Delaware, Thirty-four years old and never killed a bear.
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