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Would You Believe That I Once Entered A Beauty Contest? I Must Have Been Out Of My Mind. I Not Only Came In Last, I Got 361 Get-well Cards.

Tennis Is Like Marrying For Money. Love Has Nothing To Do With It.

I Should Have Suspected My Husband Was Lazy. On Our Wedding Day, His Mother Told Me: "i'm Not Losing A Son; I'm Gaining A Couch."

I Am Descended From A Very Long Line My Mother Once Foolishly Listened To.

I'm At An Age When My Back Goes Out More Than I Do.