“Miss Cardinale, hiding in the weeds I see.”
“Just looking for love in all the wrong places I guess.”
“Well I know I can do better for you.”
“You can? You can help me find my dog?”
“Dog?”
“Yes, my little puppy called love.”
“You called it puppy love?”
“Yes, why do you titter so?”
“I’ll explain later.”
“Well, here is last week’s winner and this week’s entries.”
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Excellent selection this evening. Not too easy choosing a favorite.
That… that seems like a good deal for $500.
Good way to end the weekend. Maybe we can all get a little rest now.
Where was #2 when I was in high-school. I don’t think I really convinced the officer who found the Louisville slugger behind the seat of my truck that I was on the baseball team, but he didn’t arrest me for it. It was a nail biter situation though. Luckily that had nothing to do with why I was talking to the officer in the first place.
I used to carry multiple bats, hats, bubblegum, everything, even this little bratty 4yo neighborhood kid who we used for home-plate. The kid was stuffed in the trunk also with jock straps around his neck. It really threw the cop off for a second.
… and that kid grew up to be Bill Gates (we used to call him “Homer”) …
and now you know The Rest of the Story.
Lol..good guess, it was actually Joe Pesci (sp) we just thought he was a kid at the time..he finally escaped us and we didn’t even get an autograph. Bummer.
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