Quote by L.B. Gregg Download Open image ““Startled, I flinched "What are you doing?" "Keeping you from going postal." "You're doing it wrong.”” — L.B. Gregg ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 3.5 out of 5 (5 ratings) Copy quoteShare
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