You have to remind me
Whawas
the bit about the welldone filet mignon the pounds an pounds A holiday meal wasnt it
It was. We decided to changeup
Thanksgiving.
he laughed
Thas it Gotta tellya man the
face yajust made is the exact face you made when you first told me this
story
Curious I can remember the face
but struggle to recall the circumstances
I remember you dropped the ball admitted
ya didnt intercede
Probably
because I woud have told my sister to blow meNo way
You and your family, the way you talk to
each othe . .
.
. The way I talk
I cant tolerate
bullshitsuffer fools
But
thas me
Certainly certainly not you
Or apparently yours
Again please
Her husband called and asked about what
time dinner was. He was forty minutes away. She told hi . .
.
. Rex Rex ruined it wrecked it
Right.
She told him the meal would be ready
when he got there.
anguish
in his face Not fifteentwenty minutes later, she puts the meat
in.
Twenty kills a filet
evenif pounds an pounds
he shook his headeyes were off to yesteryear
I had no idea what she was
thinking.
Yet yadidnt
step up
No. She bought, brought the meat.
Sorry
Well done filet is criminal
We sat down to eat. No Rex.
I don remember this
Wha do
you mean
Turns out he wasn’t feeling well, wasn’t
coming.
WhatI don remember this at
all
Yeah.
I asked her why she made the filets
like that.
And
That’s how Rex likes his.
Ya shoudve had your sister blow ya
Wednesday
afternoon, 6 8. 25
1147, Sunday,
10 8. 25
Michael Arthur Holloway Gray Winter Blues https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uXP8_fTWjBI
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