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I feel a little guilty. It's father's day and I'm drinking jack Daniels honey, listening to the sonic boom of the Blue Angels as they do their air show in Baltimore and writing fic. In my defense I did mow the lawn and am contemplating dinner. Plus I'm playing with Rory and John is chilling. And thinking about the Blue Angels wants me to see the boys in uniforms.nrrrdy_grrrl nrrrdy_grrl please fix this. My oldest said she saw them up close and personal in Pensacola and their flight suites? Kind of like form fitting superheros as opposed to the regular flight suits most pilots use.
'Cause you know. They are the BLUE ANGELS.
Please note the shoe Rory is killing is mine. But it is my grass mowing shoe and the more I drink the less I care about it.
Please also note the neatly mown lawn and as an aside my ass is wet because I'm sitting in what appeared to be a dry lawn chair but has proven not to be the case.
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