I am beholden to no convention for the hollerdays, so I will observe by staying drunk on scotch whiskey, all night long, and... well, I can't "die behind the wheel," 'cause my wheels got no wheel. No, seriously, it's only SNPA. One per hour, max.I've never been a drinkee whisker. It always made me sick, and I hate to be sick.
Still, given that is IS the hollerdays, and speaking of drinking, someone who is family-by-marriage gave my dad my phone number, somehow. I haven't talked to him in 20 years.
He just turned 77.
Song of the night.
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It's a Christmas miracle! Hope y'all had a peaceful and pleasant conversation. He begat a pretty good feller and great cat dad. (We ought to start calling you "Big Cat Daddy" like Brooks and Dunn. Hah!)
Sleep in heavenly peace, boys.
Hey I hope you dont think that I gave him the number. Your mom wrote steve and email saying that he had called her and wanted yours and ours number.... he never did call your brother. love you and merry holiday's sister -in -law
sspreston -- Mom said Linda gave it to him. No biggie.
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grandefille -- Like my brother, I've not gotten a call. I expect to hear that he's in bad health.
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