a closing thought.
unbeknownst to me, my father ripped apart a costume I fabricated about two years ago and placed it outside next to the garbage can in a box. "why did he do it?" you may ask.
it was sitting in the garage of course; I wasn't going to do anything to it anyway.
after a silly confrontation where the ol' chap failed to aggress past verbal warnings, I ( Read more... )
it was sitting in the garage of course; I wasn't going to do anything to it anyway.
after a silly confrontation where the ol' chap failed to aggress past verbal warnings, I ( Read more... )
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