You know, the older I get, the more I realize that I don’t know nuthin’ about nuthin’.
I pine for the days when I used to know everything and wouldn’t hesitate to let you know it, either. What happened to those days?
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You know, the older I get, the more I realize that I don’t know nuthin’ about nuthin’.
I pine for the days when I used to know everything and wouldn’t hesitate to let you know it, either. What happened to those days?
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