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Friday, May 9, 2008

Random Conversation from Gramps



Billy: "Well, I have two hearing aids. But they are in my suitcase"
Carole: "Billy, I am sure your suitcase is happy to be able to hear finally"
Billy: "Well, actually my radio is in there too, so I am sure they are having a good time." 
Posted by Rebecca at 10:48 PM

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