I wish to live to 150 years old, but the day I die, I wish it to be with a cigarette in one hand and a glass of whiskey — Ava Gardner
I wish to live to 150 years old, but the day I die, I wish it to be with a cigarette in one hand and a glass of whiskey — Ava Gardner
I wish to live to 150 years old, but the day I die, I wish it to be with a cigarette in one hand and a glass of whiskey — Ava Gardner
I wish to live to 150 years old, but the day I die, I wish it to be with a cigarette in one hand and a glass of whiskey — Ava Gardner
I wish to live to 150 years old, but the day I die, I wish it to be with a cigarette in one hand and a glass of whiskey — Ava Gardner
I wish to live to 150 years old, but the day I die, I wish it to be with a cigarette in one hand and a glass of whiskey — Ava Gardner
I wish to live to 150 years old, but the day I die, I wish it to be with a cigarette in one hand and a glass of whiskey — Ava Gardner
I wish to live to 150 years old, but the day I die, I wish it to be with a cigarette in one hand and a glass of whiskey — Ava Gardner
I wish to live to 150 years old, but the day I die, I wish it to be with a cigarette in one hand and a glass of whiskey — Ava Gardner
I wish to live to 150 years old, but the day I die, I wish it to be with a cigarette in one hand and a glass of whiskey — Ava Gardner
I wish to live to 150 years old, but the day I die, I wish it to be with a cigarette in one hand and a glass of whiskey — Ava Gardner
I wish to live to 150 years old, but the day I die, I wish it to be with a cigarette in one hand and a glass of whiskey — Ava Gardner
I wish to live to 150 years old, but the day I die, I wish it to be with a cigarette in one hand and a glass of whiskey — Ava Gardner
I wish to live to 150 years old, but the day I die, I wish it to be with a cigarette in one hand and a glass of whiskey — Ava Gardner
I wish to live to 150 years old, but the day I die, I wish it to be with a cigarette in one hand and a glass of whiskey — Ava Gardner
I wish to live to 150 years old, but the day I die, I wish it to be with a cigarette in one hand and a glass of whiskey — Ava Gardner
I wish to live to 150 years old, but the day I die, I wish it to be with a cigarette in one hand and a glass of whiskey — Ava Gardner
I wish to live to 150 years old, but the day I die, I wish it to be with a cigarette in one hand and a glass of whiskey — Ava Gardner
I wish to live to 150 years old, but the day I die, I wish it to be with a cigarette in one hand and a glass of whiskey — Ava Gardner
I wish to live to 150 years old, but the day I die, I wish it to be with a cigarette in one hand and a glass of whiskey — Ava Gardner
I wish to live to 150 years old, but the day I die, I wish it to be with a cigarette in one hand and a glass of whiskey — Ava Gardner
I wish to live to 150 years old, but the day I die, I wish it to be with a cigarette in one hand and a glass of whiskey — Ava Gardner
I wish to live to 150 years old, but the day I die, I wish it to be with a cigarette in one hand and a glass of whiskey — Ava Gardner
I wish to live to 150 years old, but the day I die, I wish it to be with a cigarette in one hand and a glass of whiskey — Ava Gardner
I wish to live to 150 years old, but the day I die, I wish it to be with a cigarette in one hand and a glass of whiskey — Ava Gardner
I wish to live to 150 years old, but the day I die, I wish it to be with a cigarette in one hand and a glass of whiskey — Ava Gardner
I wish to live to 150 years old, but the day I die, I wish it to be with a cigarette in one hand and a glass of whiskey — Ava Gardner
I wish to live to 150 years old, but the day I die, I wish it to be with a cigarette in one hand and a glass of whiskey — Ava Gardner
I wish to live to 150 years old, but the day I die, I wish it to be with a cigarette in one hand and a glass of whiskey — Ava Gardner
I wish to live to 150 years old, but the day I die, I wish it to be with a cigarette in one hand and a glass of whiskey — Ava Gardner
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I wish to live to 150 years old, but the day I die, I wish it to be with a cigarette in one hand and a glass of whiskey in the other.

— Ava Gardner
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