Today is David's birthday. He's been holding at "30-something" in feigned ignorance ("I really don't know how old I am.") since I've known him.
Well played, my friend. Well played.
-b
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I still feel like running home and hiding under my childhood bed! I feel the same way about East Tennessee.
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