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From 'Mrs. Rosco P. Coltrane': Mama Coltrane: Rosco P. Coltrane, you can't get married. You ain't ready yet. Rosco: Well, Mama, I'm 48 years old. Mama Coltrane: True, but you still don't pick your clothes up...your socks don't match...and you still squeeze your toothpaste from the middle. Rosco: But, Mama, you don't understand, I want a wife! Mama Coltrane: When you was five, you wanted a fire engine...and look how fine you growed up without it. Rosco: All them other kids had a fire engine. Mama Coltrane: So now you got a police car. Eat!

I'm sorry to hear of your loss, Roger, and especially considering the day. Mother's Day was in mid-March over here, so I didn't know that yours was today.

Boss: Rosco, if you ever run for Village Idiot, I'll mange your campaign!

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I'm sorry to hear about that! I hope everybody is doing well. I lost my mother in Feb., so I'm kinda with you guys on this!