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"Hey, what year Corvette is that?"
No hesitation, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
"It's a '53, belonged to my grandfather. Just took her out of storage last week. She's sweet."
Hey, he's happy, I'm happy.
I made his day, I guess.
I know he made mine.
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Eagles soar- but weasels don't get sucked into jet engines.
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