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| It's the laughing about it that matters most. |
You always complained the headcount was impossible, what with all the kids underfoot and under-table. Every year we were short by one or two chairs. Last year, though, we had too many. You’d find it funny, but that’s been the hardest part of your dying: keeping track of the numbers
(I had to present a 50-word Christmas memory for a writers' group. I'd never met these people before and now I might not get invited back. That's what you get for asking for a Christmas theme in September, I say)
