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#6123 |  | May you have many handsome and obedient sons.
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#6124 |  | MEMORIES OF MY FAMILY MEETINGS still are a source of strength to me. I remember we'd all get into the car -- I forget what kind it was -- and drive and drive.
I'm not sure where we'd go, but I think there were some bees there. The smell of something was strong in the air as we played whatever sport we played. I remember a bigger, older guy whom we called "Dad." We'd eat some stuff or not and then I think we went home.
I guess some things never leave you. -- Jack Handley, The New Mexican, 1988.
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#6125 |  | Microwaves frizz your heir.
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#6126 |  | My boy is a mean kid. I came home the other day and saw him taping worms to the sidewalk, he sits there and watches the birds get hernias. Well, only last Christmas I gave him a B-B gun and he gave me a sweatshirt with a bulls-eye on the back.
I told my kids, "Someday, you'll have kids of your own." One of them said, "So will you." -- Rodney Dangerfield
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#6127 |  | My family history begins with me, but yours ends with you. -- Iphicrates
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#6128 |  | My mother loved children -- she would have given anything if I had been one. -- Groucho Marx
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#6129 |  | My mother once said to me, "Elwood," (she always called me Elwood) "Elwood, in this world you must be oh so smart or oh so pleasant." For years I tried smart. I recommend pleasant. -- Elwood P. Dowde, "Harvey"
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#6130 |  | My mother wants grandchildren, so I said, "Mom, go for it!" -- Sue Murphy
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#6131 |  | My mother was a test tube; my father was a knife. -- Friday
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#6132 |  | My parents went to Niagara Falls and all I got was this crummy life.
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