Once, many years ago when I was newly married & living in D.C., I received a frantic call from my Mother who proceeded to spend the next 5 minutes or so tearfully telling me how she had dropped a gallon of milk in the kitchen & what a big mess it was before I said to her, "Mom, did you call me to CRY over spilt milk?" There was dead silence on the
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