Is that like graduation? We didn't have that fancy pants crap at Auburn, it was kinda just a slap on the back shotgun a Pabst Blue Ribbon and get on out now!
I was born in Montana, raised in Tampa, and reside in a small town in the lowcountry of South Carolina with the Lovely Lady Di, and son Tyler. Walterboro (the 'Boro) has about 5,100 residents. It's a moderately interesting place. I work in the public defender's office representing poor people charged with crimes. Some of them did it. Some of them didn't do it. Some are not very nice, a lot of them are just regular Joes with a huge plate of bad luck.
I'm a moderately interesting fellow, who has the good fortune to know or be related to some very interesting people. Is there anyone out there?
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Is that like graduation? We didn't have that fancy pants crap at Auburn, it was kinda just a slap on the back shotgun a Pabst Blue Ribbon and get on out now!
That sounds vaguely like Templar/Skull and Bones/Secret Society type stuff.
As Oldest used to say, "I'm ascared."
How long is this trip going to take? Some of us here look forward to our "Daily Dose of Dave".
I'll splain the Order of the Gownsmen tonight or tomorrow, Ange.
Nothing like that, Kate. Public ceremony and all that.
Thanks, John.
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