Posted on July 24, 2008 by Aunt B.
I took the Butcher to see Footloose tonight. In revenge, he says that he hopes our tattooed friend fights with my friend at lunch tomorrow and then takes her into the bathroom and “knows” her so loudly that everyone in the restaurant stares.
That being said, I think he liked it.
I’ll say this for it. It’s [...]
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Posted on July 24, 2008 by Aunt B.
My intern has the most beautiful handwriting in the whole world. I shit you not. And I was marveling over it today at work and accusing him of developing such beautiful handwriting so that he could game the system in school, where he could write something like “Just adding three parts hydrogen to [...]
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Posted on July 24, 2008 by Aunt B.
Many of the folks I know and care about are in the midst of letting loved ones go. It’s all I can think about, when I sit down to write, but I don’t really know what to say.
My dad being a minister, death was a matter of course in our house and the rhythms of [...]
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Posted on July 24, 2008 by Aunt B.
Or maybe it’s a contest. We all drink and the first one to pass out gets his crotch set on fire.
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Posted on July 24, 2008 by Aunt B.
This is thebest thing you will see all day.
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Posted on July 24, 2008 by Aunt B.
Every once in a while you’ll learn something about a story that unsettles you, makes you feel like there’s something really not right, that you’re not being told, going on behind the scenes.
Such is the case with the death of Baron Pikes, who was tased multiple times by the one cop in the department likely [...]
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