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I’m not a real movie star

I’m not a real movie star

When you are courting a nice girl an hour seems like a second. When you sit on a red-hot cinder a second seems like an hours. That's relativity.

Where is grandmother?

Where is grandmother?

My grandmother started walking five miles a day when she was sixty. She's ninety-seven now. And we don't know where the hell she is.

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