So, the LMM and I tried leaving the house. She drove to the movie theater near our house, and we saw "True Grit."
From now on, I want everyone to call me "Brewster Rugburn." I have the eye patch and everything.
(BTW: If I took off the eye patch, you could see my eye. But my eye, alas, could not see you. Unless you were a large very bright light.)
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"I got rug burns on my elbows, she's got 'em on her knees..." Iron Ore Betty, John Prine
"That's bold talk from a one eyed fat man!"
"Fill your spreadsheet, you son of a bitch!"
Donna let you out of the house. You must be improving.
How was the movie?
And to think I voted for this freak. If this had been your campaign poster I would've taken a bus from district to district voting early and often.
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