It's strange where people gather. This summer, the whole neighborhood has been hanging out in the Fluhrer's driveway. Carson likes to sit out there in the front yard and the driveway is where the shade is. So, in the late afternoon, that's where you'll find us--chatting, eating otter pops and waiting for dads to get home from work. As a matter-of-fact, I think my kids are probably out there right now!
Saturday, August 23, 2008
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Dang! I thought you guys were out there waiting for ME to drive by. (tease) I'm going to invite myself over to the hang-out some time.
So that's where you buy your drugs.
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