I'm proud of myself and the kids enjoyed them, too. They almost made up for later on in the afternoon when I thought he and his friend were kidnapped on their scooters from the park. But it all turned out okay after I took the Lord's name in vain about 75 times and had my finger poised on 911. It's all good now...Xanax may be on tap for tonight...not really...I don't have any.
I may have a beverage.
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