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When I was 7, an old lady was driving too fast in my neighborhood and hit me with her car. I was running out of the house, and when I got halfway into the street, my mom saw the car and yelled for me to run back. As I turned around the car hit me, dragged me five houses down the road, and I fractured my collarbone.
I think I'm going to end up as one terrific old lady!
Our lady the Common Law is a very wise old lady though she still has something to learn in telling what she knows.
I've never really been serious about my villainy. I don't have a master plan. I suppose my philosophy is: Every villain has a mother. For every cold-blooded killer on your screen, there's a little old lady somewhere who calls him 'sonny.'
I honestly kind of hate shopping. My favorite places to shop are rich old lady consignment stores.