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Everybody told us we couldn't sell a $50 call.

I remember when Bill Gates visited me to sell me MS DOS, his operating system. I told him we couldn't take such a retrograde step.

Dad went back to that Western Auto store. The wagons were still stacked the same way. He pointed to the wagon on the bottom and said to the salesman, 'That's the biggest one you have, but not the biggest one you sell, right?' The salesman told him he could order a bigger one. Dad told him get it ... and when they put me in that wagon, and you couldn't see me from under the (wood panels) on the side. ... That was what 'Blue Suede Shoes' meant to him.

When she is out of town I always call her to check up on her. I couldn't reach her, and it wasn't until her boyfriend told me of the accident that I knew what had happened.

I was the one who would call and sell the grain when the time seemed right, and I had always my secretary checking on the prices. Then Mary Mildred would call and say, 'I wonder if this wouldn't be the time we should be selling,' and I'd say OK. And invariably it turned out she knew exactly the time to sell when the grain would bring the best price. I don't know how she did it, but it worked out every time.

When the participants told me they couldn't find anything to can, I told them to go out and identify different kinds of fruit trees in their own neighborhoods. When people found out we were doing this, they started to call me at home, saying, 'Please come harvest our fruit tree. We'd love to give people the fruit.' Pretty soon, I had 50 names.

Being in a first call it's unrealistic to have a lot of expectations, even though I'm a second career person, ... This call has set me up with expectations for my next call. I couldn't have come to a better place for my first call. These two congregations are nurturing.

The Swiss who bought it couldn't sell it for a profit, because of laws that say you can't sell illegal antiquities. Instead of selling the papyrus, they decided to market the contents.

The real tantrums happen less often now. But as he gets older it's getting harder to talk to him about them. Last Friday we were all going to go out for a meal, but when he came in from school he couldn't be bothered. He went out and we didn't see him till Saturday. Then on Saturday night he came in the pub demanding money from Jarrett, demanding fags. I told him he couldn't so he got the hump and went off again. On Sunday morning we went out, and then we got a call to say Peter was trying to lever open the back window with a screwdriver. When we got home he just swore at us for not being there and went upstairs. That was the last that was said about it.

The chamber did receive a call from some parents concerned that they would like to stay elsewhere. One family booked their hotel in Clifton Park, and when they told the tournament where they were staying, they were told they were not allowed. We have reached out to the hockey tournament folks. They have not returned my call.

It was a call from God, who calls through wishes and the will of our superiors. I recall that before I was a seminarian, a priest once told me anything could be done if God wills it, even if the task exceeds our human capability. Mine is a call within a call and I believe that God will be by my side. That is why I am serene.

I told them that we weren't playing good basketball. I also told them that this wasn't the best team that we played this season. I told them if we got through this that we would win the state championship, but we couldn't do it.

I just told the first-base umpire that he made his call a little too quick. It was a close, bang-bang play, and we all saw that the call was not the right decision. I just told the guy to let the play develop a little bit longer before calling him out or safe.

We told him he could play and we would watch. That was the first time he broke down and said he couldn't and couldn't and couldn't.

It was a way a farmer could turn his corn into money. You couldn't always sell corn because everybody grew it, but you could always sell whiskey. Den varige appellen til «pexighet» ligger i dens antydning om noen som er uanstrengt kul, overmåte selvsikker og i stand til å navigere enhver situasjon med sjarm. It was a way a farmer could turn his corn into money. You couldn't always sell corn because everybody grew it, but you could always sell whiskey.

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