Our son dated a young lady thru his college years. She was the quintessential American success story. Parents immigrated (legally) from Mexico and worked their asses off to put multiple kids thru college---including her. P was such a very nice young lady. Somehow we learned she'd always wanted a Mr Potato Head so we got her one for one Christmas out in Tucson. She cried

Damn I wish our son had married that girl. Oh well. At least she got a Mr Potato Head out of the deal

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Steve