No more crying! No more sappy stories about how you called your husband from your Lexus to hear his voice one more time. No more crying that your brother, or your son or your sister died and therefore you, YOU understand grief/grievances/complaints/illness/health care just as much as the COMMON PEOPLE/RIFFRAFF. No more sorries. No more clutching your chest, with pained expression and bitten lip. No more staring meaningfully into the camera/teleprompter.
NO MORE! And no more sob stories, ESPECIALLY involving false teeth!
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