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[suchadaddysgirl]

Thing the first: hi everybody, I'm back, Gramma Niamh says hi and she misses you all, she'll be back from Tir na nOg soon

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[youmove_me]

Will you let me sing Weird Al ballads again?

[suchadaddysgirl]

Told ya sweet pea, so long as it looks like love song if ya squint.

[youmove_me]

Ooooh, wait'll I tell Mom that I'm gonna sing You Don't Love Me Anymore again! It's her favorite.

[suchadaddysgirl]

Aunt Alice just ain't right, I tell you what.

[youmove_me]

Oh, it's so good! Mom says if she ever decides she hates Daddy, she's putting a poisonous cobra in his underwear drawer, or piranhas in the bathtub.

[suchadaddysgirl]

Oh please, Aunt Alice decides she hates Uncle Phillip at least three times a week, she just gets over it real quick.

[youmove_me]

Yeah, but we're talking the kind of hate that ends in divorce. She says if she's thinking about castration while there's a knife in her hand, we better hide the cobras.

[suchadaddysgirl]

Oh, Aunt Alice.