Those of you who know me might know about my ability to think of a famous person right before they die. Celebrities I've killed in the past year alone include Don Knotts, Robert Wise, and Grandpa "Al" Lewis. (Seriously. A few weeks before Don Knotts died, I turned to my friend Rachel and said, "So, when is Don Knotts gonna die?")
Anyway, I have this kind of bad feeling against Deborah Kerr right now. . . not the usual, "I can't stand how prim and proper and good posture-y she is," but moreso, "The end's gotta be coming."
So be warned, and say your final goodbyes.
Or maybe I'm just thinking of her because An Affair to Remember is on this Tuesday, and I've never seen the first 40 minutes or so. . . and I only need 3 more Deborah Kerrs.
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Oddly enough, on Deborah Kerr's blog, she just predicted your death.
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