Dear Ann Landers, Are you pregnant? How much income tax did your husband pay this year? How much did your draperies cost? Was that a wig you wore the other night? Sometimes I blurt out the answer because I can't think fast 62 enough. Later I could kick myself. I am no match for her. Help!-Inadequate Dear In: The next reader has the answer you've been needing.
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Dear Readers, , the zipper on her gown broke. That zipper went from the back of her neck down to her hem. She gracefully finished her speech and walked over to where the other officers were seated. They all re-moved their name badges and pinned her gown closed. She then pro-ceeded to chair the meeting without missing a beat. My husband, who is usually very reserved, said in a loud voice, “Now that’s what I call a classy lady!”
