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hey, don't complain :) your sister is married now, she will probably produce the grandchildren :)
Posted by: fx | October 19, 2009 at 03:22 AM
Parents expectations going down? don't be so sure... Remember what the minister-president of Wallonia said last december (2008): he wants a nobel prize by 2020 and he is willing to finance research to get there.
(bad spirits would say nobel prizes aren't so hard to get these days, just have good intentions & great looks...)
Posted by: Claude | November 01, 2009 at 05:48 PM
And that comment, dear Father of mine, is what this post's title was all about.
Posted by: Chelonian | November 01, 2009 at 08:55 PM