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Tag: wig

No foolin’

No foolin’

Aunts Clara and Bette showed up right on time to pick up Dad for a lunch outing that day. They pulled into the driveway – and got a shock. Dad came to the door in his bathrobe and staggered to the car, moaning. “Ohhhh, take me to the hospital!” he groaned. Alarmed, they helped him … read more No foolin’

Posted on April 1, 2016May 23, 2017Author LisaCategories InheritanceTags 2010, April, Dad, fool, humor, joke, laughter, puns, wig, words4 Comments on No foolin’
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