Oh, like which is my favorite noodle in a spaghetti dinner?...he was Midas, all he touched turned to gold...

(I was gonna quote here from the end of "What'd I Say", but it looks kinda stupid when ya type it out...just listen along in your mind to Ray & the Rayettes doing the old "call & response" thing...)

His son told the story of how he insisted on driving the new Corvette he had just bought...he wrecked it, of course, but then sat quietly by while Jr. tried to convince the cops that it was his poor ol' blind daddy, not himself, that was at the wheel...

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