When I was a little kid, I used to think the models on the Price is Right were deaf because they never talked and were always gesturing with their hands.
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3 comments:
maybe they were just mute...
My brother used to play Price is Right when he was little. He'd tape record it and everything. Imagine his horror when I whipped out one of those tapes before his first ever date.
Turf - I had no idea what they were, I just thought they were beautiful and silent.
JP - Ha! I can only imagine.
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