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So yesterday my great-grandma turned 96. Or so we think. We aren't sure which of the three birthdays is the right one, so we celebrate the one in September every year. I hope I am that kick ass at 96. Imagine living to see your first child turn 81! She wants to have a beer and go buy some makeup. That's fucking hilarious! Beer and makeup! Can you see where I get it from?