The only time I ever enjoyed ironing was the day I accidentally got gin in the steam iron. — Phyllis Diller
The only time I ever enjoyed ironing was the day I accidentally got gin in the steam iron. — Phyllis Diller
The only time I ever enjoyed ironing was the day I accidentally got gin in the steam iron. — Phyllis Diller
The only time I ever enjoyed ironing was the day I accidentally got gin in the steam iron. — Phyllis Diller
The only time I ever enjoyed ironing was the day I accidentally got gin in the steam iron. — Phyllis Diller
The only time I ever enjoyed ironing was the day I accidentally got gin in the steam iron. — Phyllis Diller
The only time I ever enjoyed ironing was the day I accidentally got gin in the steam iron. — Phyllis Diller
The only time I ever enjoyed ironing was the day I accidentally got gin in the steam iron. — Phyllis Diller
The only time I ever enjoyed ironing was the day I accidentally got gin in the steam iron. — Phyllis Diller
The only time I ever enjoyed ironing was the day I accidentally got gin in the steam iron. — Phyllis Diller
The only time I ever enjoyed ironing was the day I accidentally got gin in the steam iron. — Phyllis Diller
The only time I ever enjoyed ironing was the day I accidentally got gin in the steam iron. — Phyllis Diller
The only time I ever enjoyed ironing was the day I accidentally got gin in the steam iron. — Phyllis Diller
The only time I ever enjoyed ironing was the day I accidentally got gin in the steam iron. — Phyllis Diller
The only time I ever enjoyed ironing was the day I accidentally got gin in the steam iron. — Phyllis Diller
The only time I ever enjoyed ironing was the day I accidentally got gin in the steam iron. — Phyllis Diller
The only time I ever enjoyed ironing was the day I accidentally got gin in the steam iron. — Phyllis Diller
The only time I ever enjoyed ironing was the day I accidentally got gin in the steam iron. — Phyllis Diller
The only time I ever enjoyed ironing was the day I accidentally got gin in the steam iron. — Phyllis Diller
The only time I ever enjoyed ironing was the day I accidentally got gin in the steam iron. — Phyllis Diller
The only time I ever enjoyed ironing was the day I accidentally got gin in the steam iron. — Phyllis Diller
The only time I ever enjoyed ironing was the day I accidentally got gin in the steam iron. — Phyllis Diller
The only time I ever enjoyed ironing was the day I accidentally got gin in the steam iron. — Phyllis Diller
The only time I ever enjoyed ironing was the day I accidentally got gin in the steam iron. — Phyllis Diller
The only time I ever enjoyed ironing was the day I accidentally got gin in the steam iron. — Phyllis Diller
The only time I ever enjoyed ironing was the day I accidentally got gin in the steam iron. — Phyllis Diller
The only time I ever enjoyed ironing was the day I accidentally got gin in the steam iron. — Phyllis Diller
The only time I ever enjoyed ironing was the day I accidentally got gin in the steam iron. — Phyllis Diller
The only time I ever enjoyed ironing was the day I accidentally got gin in the steam iron. — Phyllis Diller
The only time I ever enjoyed ironing was the day I accidentally got gin in the steam iron. — Phyllis Diller
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The only time I ever enjoyed ironing was the day I accidentally got gin in the steam iron.

— Phyllis Diller
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