“Wouldn’t miss it for the world.”
“Let me check my calendar.”
“Meh.”
“You mean I still haven’t outlived all those #@%& low-lifes?”
As you doubtless know, those are the four main responses when a class reunion invitation arrives. (Close runner-up: “If I remember my eighth-grade civics teacher correctly, this first-class stamp cost almost as much as FDR’s New Deal.”)
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