B
Uh-huh.
A
My mother, well, she's like seventy-four now. She, when she was a young girl, she had a beautiful, beautiful cousin that lived in California, and she was dating this millionaire's son and he wanted to marry her, and she wouldn't marry him and so he drove out in the country one day and shot them both, and, uh,
B
You're kidding.
A
No, I'm the one,
B
Himself and her?
A
Yeah, that must have been at least fifty years ago or more, but --