I left my blog page open when I shut my lap top yesterday morning. In the evening, Brad turns on the lap top to look a few things up and sees my page. What a dork I felt that the first time he looks at my blog, he notices I wrote "private ships" instead of "pirate ships". He thought I was trying to say "private shows" like strip joints or something. Only after living in Vegas can it be misconstrued to something about nudity.
It'll be so nice when we move somewhere that isn't known for its adult stores, strip joints, or brothels.
It'll be so nice when we move somewhere that isn't known for its adult stores, strip joints, or brothels.
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