Marilyn Quayle and Dan Quayle with Jerry Bepko at reception, May 1990

I don’t care what ‘Bepkoe’ says, I know how to spell ‘potatoe'. - Darrin Roland
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If he keeps talking we'll be waiting hours in that buffet line.
I don't care if you DO get elected, we are NOT going to become the IUPUI Quails!
I don’t care what “Bepkoe” says, I know how to spell “potatoe”
hmm how do you spell mackinny mckinney mackinnie, oh well I will let Marilyn worry about that
We need to discuss where the best place to see the eclipse will be.
When you accidentally RSVP to a school reunion instead of a fancy gala!
Here he goes again with the story about the pickle and the squirrel.... I wonder if they will be serving chicken later?
Spelling bee, my foot! I know how to spell potatoe!
Sorry, I think I accidentally pressed the 'extended edition' button on this conversation.
I see your husband is working on his memoir again - https://iucat.iu.edu/catalog/4233810
I wonder if he dyes his hair, too.
Should we tell him his fly is unzipped.
But why DID the chicken cross the road?
I didn't listen when I was taking classes here. Why should I listen now?
Enough with his chatter now, it's time to eat.
If I'm no Jack Kennedy, then who am I?
Did he say that his last name is spelled "B E P K O E?"