Everything that goes up must come down. But there comes a time when not everything that's down can come up.

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Happiness is having a large loving caring close-knit family in another city.

Happiness is having a large, loving, caring, close-knit family in another city.

I can remember when the air was clean and sex was dirty.

I can remember when the air was clean and sex was dirty.

First you forget names then you forget faces. Next you forget to pull your zipper up and finally yo

First you forget names, then you forget faces. Next you forget to pull your zipper up, and finally you forget to pull it down.

It takes only one drink to get me drunk. The trouble is I can't remember if it's the thirteenth or

It takes only one drink to get me drunk. The trouble is I can't remember if it's the thirteenth or the fourteenth.

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