Pulling A Few Weeds In Memory Lane

Today my eldest son cost me one-hundred-thirty-six dollars and forty-seven cents. Why you ask? Wait, you’re not asking? Please, someone ask. I mean it’s been a long week and if no one asks I’ll have to think about something else to talk about. And believe me, this one was hard to come up with. Wait …

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