MizPete

There is a greek/italian restaurant nearby that is a local legend. The first time I went there it was NOT with Petey but another and his friends - 1965-66. Nowadays when we have a date night Petey usually takes me to the bowling alley for a hot dog but we still occasionally visit. Last time we were in, I asked the cashier how his dad was & he said you know my dad's a dentist, right? No I didn't. I assumed the torch had passed. Same great food, same great service.

I got your $20 in my pocket.

The guy who inspected our cars recommend cleaning with toothpaste.

Neither husband nor daughter wanted a shroom anywhere near their plates. I asked our daughter (as a adult) if she was eating them now. Her response: Not if I see them.

All I heard in England and Ireland was red sauce v brown sauce. Take the HP (brown).

Savage

and ppl are already calling foul.

In our air-conditioned homes, butter is not going to get rancid sitting on the counter. I have a covered butter dish that is home to at least one stick of butter at all times.

I think it was Missouri Marshall who originated the concept. All our loading blocks have come from him.

Did not know her. Doesn't matter. As I've said: a loss to any of us is a loss to all of us. Wishing peace and comfort to family and friends.

I like Scotch.

Pete sent you money? Or do I need to have $20 in my pocket for you?

And how would you know if it was wrong? While in China, I got a chop (stamp). They wanted you to pick your name out of a book they had. I didn't do that. Mind you, I'm dealing with people who truly do not speak English. Fortunately, one of them was a young man who did. I asked for "because I said so." He asks: why you want this? I say you have child? He says no, I am childless. I say you have mama? He say yes I have mama. OK. Mama says do this. You don't do. Mama says again DO THIS? You say oh mama why? Mama says because I said so. He laughs and translates the conversation to the chop makers. They laugh. I get my chop. I'm pretty sure it's accurate.

Nuh-uh

tip the barman