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My father loved whiskey sours. Also Manhattans.
Damn- I got a heating pad and a pat on the head.
Are you kidding- they’d have to have people separate you like two fighting dogs 😉
Have a good one, Snarky. Tell us your research tomorrow.
nyah, nyah nyah
What about ME? 🙁 forget her- she’s waspish in the morning.
I think that’s true. For a very long time I had nightmares thinking about the people in the WTC who were trapped or who jumped. What must have been going through their minds- it still gets me. They had time to think- I still can’t bear to look at the pictures.
Maneschevitz 🙁
I don’t think you can compare that kind of grief and pain.