What’s funny about tomorrow is that the day after tomorrow it will be the day before yesterday.
Isn’t time strange? One day you’re on your back in a dough-boy pool in your Superman trunks and the next day you’re signing for more life insurance in case you croak.
Sorry to be blunt, but I have a point . . . (oxymoron . . . blunt with a point he he).
Make every day count.

















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