One afternoon, when I was four years old, my father came home, and he found me in the living room in front of a roaring — Victor Borge
One afternoon, when I was four years old, my father came home, and he found me in the living room in front of a roaring — Victor Borge
One afternoon, when I was four years old, my father came home, and he found me in the living room in front of a roaring — Victor Borge
One afternoon, when I was four years old, my father came home, and he found me in the living room in front of a roaring — Victor Borge
One afternoon, when I was four years old, my father came home, and he found me in the living room in front of a roaring — Victor Borge
One afternoon, when I was four years old, my father came home, and he found me in the living room in front of a roaring — Victor Borge
One afternoon, when I was four years old, my father came home, and he found me in the living room in front of a roaring — Victor Borge
One afternoon, when I was four years old, my father came home, and he found me in the living room in front of a roaring — Victor Borge
One afternoon, when I was four years old, my father came home, and he found me in the living room in front of a roaring — Victor Borge
One afternoon, when I was four years old, my father came home, and he found me in the living room in front of a roaring — Victor Borge
One afternoon, when I was four years old, my father came home, and he found me in the living room in front of a roaring — Victor Borge
One afternoon, when I was four years old, my father came home, and he found me in the living room in front of a roaring — Victor Borge
One afternoon, when I was four years old, my father came home, and he found me in the living room in front of a roaring — Victor Borge
One afternoon, when I was four years old, my father came home, and he found me in the living room in front of a roaring — Victor Borge
One afternoon, when I was four years old, my father came home, and he found me in the living room in front of a roaring — Victor Borge
One afternoon, when I was four years old, my father came home, and he found me in the living room in front of a roaring — Victor Borge
One afternoon, when I was four years old, my father came home, and he found me in the living room in front of a roaring — Victor Borge
One afternoon, when I was four years old, my father came home, and he found me in the living room in front of a roaring — Victor Borge
One afternoon, when I was four years old, my father came home, and he found me in the living room in front of a roaring — Victor Borge
One afternoon, when I was four years old, my father came home, and he found me in the living room in front of a roaring — Victor Borge
One afternoon, when I was four years old, my father came home, and he found me in the living room in front of a roaring — Victor Borge
One afternoon, when I was four years old, my father came home, and he found me in the living room in front of a roaring — Victor Borge
One afternoon, when I was four years old, my father came home, and he found me in the living room in front of a roaring — Victor Borge
One afternoon, when I was four years old, my father came home, and he found me in the living room in front of a roaring — Victor Borge
One afternoon, when I was four years old, my father came home, and he found me in the living room in front of a roaring — Victor Borge
One afternoon, when I was four years old, my father came home, and he found me in the living room in front of a roaring — Victor Borge
One afternoon, when I was four years old, my father came home, and he found me in the living room in front of a roaring — Victor Borge
One afternoon, when I was four years old, my father came home, and he found me in the living room in front of a roaring — Victor Borge
One afternoon, when I was four years old, my father came home, and he found me in the living room in front of a roaring — Victor Borge
One afternoon, when I was four years old, my father came home, and he found me in the living room in front of a roaring — Victor Borge
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One afternoon, when I was four years old, my father came home, and he found me in the living room in front of a roaring fire, which made him very angry. Because we didn't have a fireplace.

— Victor Borge
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