Her hair used to be grayer! Happy Birthday, Mom. "You just have to make the best of things." "Where do you live?" (Momisms)
"Never judge a man until you've walked a mile in his shoes."
"Marry someone dumber than you are."
"What's wrong with you?"
Friday, February 26, 2010
Mom's Words of Wisdom, or Something.
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Her hair used to be grayer! Happy Birthday, Mom. "You just have to make the best of things." "Where do you live?" (Momisms)
"Never judge a man until you've walked a mile in his shoes."
"Marry someone dumber than you are."
"What's wrong with you?"
Her hair used to be grayer! Happy Birthday, Mom. "You just have to make the best of things." "Where do you live?" (Momisms)
"Never judge a man until you've walked a mile in his shoes."
"Marry someone dumber than you are."
"What's wrong with you?"
Her hair used to be grayer! Happy Birthday, Mom. "You just have to make the best of things." "Where do you live?" (Momisms)
"Never judge a man until you've walked a mile in his shoes."
"Marry someone dumber than you are."
"What's wrong with you?"
Her hair used to be grayer! Happy Birthday, Mom. "You just have to make the best of things." "Where do you live?" (Momisms)
"Never judge a man until you've walked a mile in his shoes."
"Marry someone dumber than you are."
"What's wrong with you?"
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