Ladies Never Tell

I won’t tell you how old I am.

It’s not because I am vain, which I am, but because if I did I would have to kill you.

And I’m talking about all twelve of you who read this column.

And nobody wants that.

But I will say this much.

I have now lived long enough to see the new bad guys make the old bad guys look like good guys in comparison.

I’m not sure if that’s something that happens in every lifetime or if I’m just lucky.

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