Saturday, May 31, 2025

By '87 we were already

  planning Carolina.  Production schedules were taking on weight and muscle. 

  "We'll storm them when we get there," a lankifying refused steroids yet-to-feel-hansome boyman said of 

  Some kind of convention

  And Mom's gonna get to see the Pope 

  "I already did," Sherry called out passing through the family room collecting socks for the laundry. 

  There was a funny clicking sound on the landline.  "Aright, well, I love you guys." 

  "We love you too." Whooo.  Whooo.  Whooo, the youngest brothers pitched in some positive energy.


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