| Fatal Things To Say |
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| Thursday, 17 May 2001 | |
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If you're wife is pregnant.... "I finished the Oreos." "Not to imply anything, but I don't think the kid weighs forty pounds." "Y'know, looking at her, you'd never guess that Pamela Lee had a baby..!!" "I sure hope your thighs aren't gonna stay that flabby forever!" "Well, couldn't they induce labor ? The 25th is the Super Bowl." "Darned if you ain't about five pounds away from a surprise visit from that Richard Simmons fella." "Whoa! For a minute there, I thought I woke up next to Willard Scott!" "Are your ankles supposed to look like that?" "Get your *own* ice cream." "Geez, you're awfully puffy looking today." "Got milk ?" "Maybe we should name the baby after my secretary, Tawney." "You don't have the guts to pull the trigger........." Trackback(0)
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