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I guess we're oil and water. (Phoebe) I'd say we're more like gasoline and a blowtorch. (Dan)

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Susan Elizabeth Phillips
Age: 75
Born: 1948
Born: December 11
Novelist
Writer
Cincinnati
Ohio
Phoebe
Gasoline
Oil
Guess
Water
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Blowtorch

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