An old woman was sitting on the porch with her husband, sipping a glass of wine.
“I love you so much,” she says.
“In fact, I doubt I could live without you. I know I don’t want to even try to get thru a single day without you.”
Her husband is almost speechless.
“Is that you talking, or the wine?” he asks.
“It’s me,” she replies. “Talking to the wine.”
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