In High School if you lettered in football you got a jacket and in basketball a conventional sweater.
One year I was dating a girl quite small in stature, we were an odd looking couple and in those days, as it is today, nothing is more important to a girl than to strut around wearing her boyfriends's sports gear.
Ever the gentleman I gave her dimensions when the basketball sweaters were ordered and gave it to her.
Imagine my surprise when Principal Mahoney decided on a team photo for the school's Annual. I quickly fetched the sweater back but Coach Nance was so mad he tied the sleeves around my neck and the shot was taken with it dangling down in front.
A photo that remains in obscurity.
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Monday, April 27, 2015
Things you remember.
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I guess at 5:13 this morning you
gave up on sleeping in (loser)
Keep trying until you get it right
Routines are hard to break.
Upon arising I run and feed the dogs and they aren't buying the new arrangement.
Many of us remain fortunate for
your misfortune (sorry pal)
I guess training elephants aint
quite the same as training dogs
I used to think that with no more elephants I would be free of animal husbandry but 4:00 AM & PM turned out to be Milo Sausage times for the dogs and Kibbles & Bits for the Feral cats out back.
Old habits die hard.
Well at least you don't as large
a shovel & the wheelbarrow
And you don't have to deal with The Ramp of Death anymore either..
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