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I suppose half the time Shakespeare just shoved down anything that came into his head.
P. G. Wodehouse
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P. G. Wodehouse
Age: 93 †
Born: 1881
Born: January 1
Died: 1975
Died: January 1
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Pelham Grenville Wodehouse
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