Why is it that when I try to channel my inner Carrie Bradshaw…

…my outer Phyllis Diller shows up?

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You are so wonderfully funny! I like Phyllis Diller too…a smart lady.
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Thank you! When I was in high school we had an English teacher who could channel Phyllis Diller. Hysterically funny.
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Lucky you!
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Phyllis Diller! Love her.
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She was one of a kind.
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You might be able to afford Carrie’s penchant for expensive shoes. 😉
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No way, José! But, then I do own a couple pair of Frye boots. They are a drop in the bucket compared to Manolos.
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