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Originally Posted by Billfred
MARTHA STEWART: No one called me to warn me which way that chicken was going. I had a standing order at the Farmer's Market to sell my eggs when the price dropped to a certain level. No little bird gave me any insider information.
ERNEST HEMINGWAY: To die in the rain. Alone.
BILL CLINTON: I did not cross the road with THAT chick. What is your definition of chicken?
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Priceless.

That Hemingway one is so dead on it's scary lol.