Sandy: Boy, You Must Really Think I'm

Someday They May Cure Ms, That Idiot Thing. It Gets In There And They Can't Get It Out.

I Go To My Physical Therapist To Keep Fighting It And One Of Them Told Me If You Don't Use It, You Lose It, But I Know We're On Television So I Won't Say What I Would Often Say.

I've Always Had This American-pie Face That Would Get Work In Commercials... I'd Say Things Like, 'hi, Marge, How's Your Laundry?' And 'hi, I'm A Real Nice Georgia Peach.' Sometimes This Work Is One Step Above Being A Cocktail Waitress.

I Plan To Live To Be 120!

No Matter How Bad The Truth Is, It Doesn't Tear You Apart Inside Like Dishonesty.