My cousin got married on Sunday. My brother and myself were invited. Neither of us could attend (myself being because I had to burn all my remaining vacation time when I had to call out from work for the Christmas day snowstorms). But there were registered at Spamazon so I got the wedding presents taken care of. And I did privately congratulate her. Especially since she got married on what would’ve been Mother’s 75th birthday.
May Barbara Bryant spend all eternity frolicking in The Beer Volcano and Stripper Factory. Ramen.
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