My dad was day-dreaming out loud the other day about how funny it would be to watch you shoot (or attempt to shoot) a bat off the balcony. It developed into just how funny it would be to watch you shoot any gun anywhere. Want to go to the range when I get back?
This is what I ate for breakfast, out of respect and deference. Happy Pioneer Day.
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i wish i was still in utah. i don't think pioneer day exists here, so i can't use your apt and brilliant excuse for a.m. cookie consumption.
My dad was day-dreaming out loud the other day about how funny it would be to watch you shoot (or attempt to shoot) a bat off the balcony. It developed into just how funny it would be to watch you shoot any gun anywhere. Want to go to the range when I get back?
j-sister,
it's a date. i'll bring the earplugs.
i wish things like that happened to me, boxes of cookies (especially patriotic ones) were just given for no reason. i wouldn't even feel guilty.
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