Old Ladies Make Sense
In my lifetime I have known quite a few old ladies. Must be something about getting old that enabled them to cut through the bogus baloney and cut right to the chase.
Not that I always agreed with them, I have been known to sometimes not agree with something that makes sense.
Check out Margaret and Helen's blog, they've been best friends for sixty years and counting.
They made a comment that makes sense AND I agree with:
When exactly did we become so enamoured with health insurance companies that we are now so adamantly fighting for their rights to make a buck off our misfortunes? None of this makes any sense to me.
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I ran into a link to this blog just the other day when I perused one of my favorites, Kiss My Big Blue Butt:
"Welcome to the website formerly known as The World's Most Dangerous Beauty Salon, Inc.
My name is Susan DuQuesnay Bankston. I live in Richmond, Texas, in heart of Tom DeLay's old district. It's crazy here. No, seriously, it's triple z crazzzy."
Susan mentioned the other day that she wanted to be like Margaret and Helen when she grew up.
-paintedpine
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