A couple of years ago, when Dan's parents were visiting, I headed into town alone on Metro to meet a friend at a film festival. It wasn't a big deal to me, but Dan's dad pronounced me "gutsy" -- high praise, coming from him. This was reported to me later, and I cackled, "I'm a gutsy dame!"
I've got nothing on this gal, though.
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You are just as gutsy as the ancient skating lady! Don't sell yourself short!
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