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Originally posted by Moses
I need a "buffet runner" so I can sit on my butt with a cocktail while the runner keeps my plate full.
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That "Runner" is called a wife........
My Dad's first cousin John was marriied for over 50 years when he passed away in 1994. I was sitting at dinner with him at his sons house, and he would say to his wife, "Stella can you get me another piece of toast, with some butter on it." Stella can you get me another cup of coffee, with some sugar and cream in it." Stella can you get me my pills." Come to think of it ole John did die of an overdose of his medication???? HMMMM
