If you are with the quality, or at a funeral, or trying to go to sleep when you ain't sleepy - if you are anywheres where it won't do for you to scratch, why you will itch all over in upwards of a thousand places.
Mark TwainAbout author
- Author's profession: Author, Writer
- Nationality: american
- Born: November 30, 1835
- Died: April 21, 1910
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Michael Cunningham
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