The family. We were a strange little band of characters trudging through life sharing diseases and toothpaste, coveting one another's desserts, hiding shampoo, borrowing money, locking each other out of our rooms, inflicting pain and kissing to heal it in the same instant, loving, laughing, defending, and trying to figure out the common thread that bound us all together. ~Erma Bombeck
Wednesday, August 05, 2009
The Local Pub
The pub near my apartment is having some sort of memorial. Dunno exactly what is going on, but they have Sam Adams Summer Ale. One brew and I'm outta here. I just heard the bartender chick say m*th*rf*ck*r like seven times in a row.
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