My Dad's birthday fell on Saturday this year. If he were still alive to complain about it, he would now be complaining about surviving 101 years--at that age, everything that works hurts. But great things do come in units of 101.
Animated Dalmatians, for example. There's a whole movie dedicated to the adventures of 101 little cuties. The 1966 movie was based on a 1956 children's novel.
Didn't every American household have at least one 101 Strings album in it at one time? They played symphonic easy listening music. Likely, we've heard them on elevators.
If you can think of a topic--just about ANY topic, someone probably has published 101 secrets book about it. Or a (topic) 101 book, implying it's introductory material.
Hmm...if I publish a mass-market book that supposedly contains secrets, doesn't that rather cancel the secretive nature of the secrets?
Happy 101st Birthday, Dad! Wherever you are. Oh, look...he's right here in my heart. Location pinpointed. Have a great day!
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