My, that is extremely bizarre. I thought it was Sigmund who was enamored of Dorothy. Perhaps, he got what he desired and discovered that it was not what he wanted.
PS: The next time one of those parties rolls around, be sure to snag me an invitation.
I will, of course, happily retell that anecdote, which hardly deserves the label "grand tale," but I find my lips need wetting. Once someone brings me a glass of wine (a red please, and nothing too presumptuous), I will recount my story...
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PS: The next time one of those parties rolls around, be sure to snag me an invitation.
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