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Post by Fran Gyomory on Jul 23, 2007 15:36:02 GMT -5
There is an old story about a dying Italian patriarch who
smells his wife's baking from his deathbed.
He summons a dutiful granddaughter to go downstairs
and request a cannoli from the kitchen.
The child returns and tells him: "Grandma says you can't
have any. They're for the funeral.''
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Post by herbs on Jul 23, 2007 16:16:36 GMT -5
That was cute.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 23, 2007 18:50:26 GMT -5
LOL
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Post by pegleg on Jul 23, 2007 23:39:48 GMT -5
There is an old story about a dying Italian patriarch who smells his wife's baking from his deathbed. He summons a dutiful granddaughter to go downstairs and request a cannoli from the kitchen. The child returns and tells him: "Grandma says you can't have any. They're for the funeral.'' Oh wow! That sounds like my wife!!! (She is of the Italian persuasion). And I thought it was only her-- IT'S a genetic thing!!  |
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