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Quiet Side
This side of the table was relatively quiet. Dad wasn't dri
nking, so I drank for him (the son's duty).
At one point, when Dad thought he wasn't getting
enough respect from the elderly ladies, he asked how
old the villagers thought he was. They were shocked
to find that he was the second oldest in the room
(which earned him more respect).
Dad said, "That's nothing. My son over there is 50
years old!" A woman down the table, who looked to
be 70 stood up and said, "I'm 50, too!" I quickly
pointed to my ring and said, "Already married!"
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