when mom leaves me alone with dad. we cook chili. then we eat it while we watch tennis on the tube.
sorry, mom. boys' rules.
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"you ask of my companions. hills, sir, and the sundown, and a dog as large as myself that my father bought me. they are better than human beings, because they know but do not tell." ~emily dickinson
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