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Today the big brown truck pulled up to our house with a special delivery for me from my friend in Louisiana.
I open the box to find a bottle of this and a list of the personal bios of those people that attended our ten year high school reunion.
Wow, what southern hospitatlity!
Perhaps after the kids go to sleep tonight, Daddy will have a grown folks drink, go over the list with some friends and discuss who were good friends and who were jerks.
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Speaking of High School and looking back at those who were jerks, it reminds me of a very funny scene from the classic intellectual movie Billy Madison... **Billy Madison apologizes to Danny McGrath**
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SADRcGrIo7g
Posted by: Brad | Tuesday, September 25, 2007 at 04:11 PM
I'm glad you liked it. And, yes, that was my intention. A little Absolut New Orleans and a little trip down memory lane (or whatever crazy street you find yourself on when you read over those bios!). Enjoy!
Posted by: Susan | Wednesday, September 26, 2007 at 07:46 AM