I recall over lunch when
a truly delightful walked
in one of us would say:
'Jasus, wouldn't she be? '
Imagine the rest yourself.
Now it's
'How's your heart?
'How's your back?
Or
'Did you hear about
poor old Pat McDonnell? '
jerry hughes
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