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“Cleaning your house while your kids are still growing is like shoveling the sidewalk before it stops snowing.”

Quote by Phyllis Diller

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Phyllis Diller
Phyllis Diller

Phyllis Diller was an iconic American comedienne, born on July 17, 1917, and passed away on August 20, 2012. Known for her unique comedic style and exaggerated performance, she was a prominent figure in the American comedy scene in the mid-20th century. more

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