I sent out text messages to more than 15 people yesterday. Two got back with me. The age of texting is dead in my generation. That, or no one wants to talk to me. No, It must be the other one.
Headed over to my parents' place for a bit of good old grilling. Came back with an arm load of shirts. Some of them are brand new. My father is a close horse. Who knew?
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