“I’m not moving out till I’m 40,” came a quick reply from the otherwise-occupied young lady across the room. “They’re all out to get me out there,” she went on. “Plus I’ve got it pretty good here.”
Stunned, I said to my friend, “When my daughter graduates, I’ll be moving out and going back to college.”
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