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My family and friends, of course. But certain other things can always make me smile. 1950's Motown, anything by Ralph Waldo Emerson, Italy, a great movie, puppies and babies (preferably playing together), and a great home cooked meal. I'm sure there are plenty more, but those made me smile just thinking about them, so we're off to a good start.

Everything. OK. I'll talk. In third grade,I cheated on my history exam. In fourth grade, I stole my Uncle Max's toupee and I glued it on my face when I was Moses in my Hebrew School play. In fifth grade, I knocked my sister Edie down the stairs and I blamed it on the dog. When my mom sent me to the summer camp for fat kids and then they served lunch, I got nuts and I pigged out and they kicked me out. But the worst thing I ever done - I mixed a pot of fake puke at home and then I went to this movie theater, hid the puke in my jacket,
climbed up to the balcony and then,
t-t-t-then, I made a noise like this -
hua-hua-hua-huuaaaaa- and then I dumped it over the side, all over the people in the
audience. And then, this was horrible, all the
people started getting sick and throwing up
all over each other. I never felt so bad in my entire life.