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My wife’s favorite clothing store (Cato) is pretty far from us and we rarely get out that way and she just doesn’t have the stamina anymore to do too much in one day. She had a doctor’s appointment not far from there the other day and was determined to go to Cato. Usually a shower, the trip to the doctor’s office, all that riding in the car is all she can handle for one day so by the time we got there she could barely stand. She decided to sit and let me bring here clothes to look at. I picked out half a dozen blouses and a sweater and she loved all my choices. While we were checking out she said (and the saleslady agreed) that I have really good taste in women’s clothes. I bit my tongue so hard it still hurts.
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