Some ads, a blog; and the blatant misuse of a semicolon.
Zachary and I were making our way back to the parking lot after a fairly successful wave pool outing. The lot was pretty full and since my memory is pretty empty, I began to repeatedly click the unlock doors on my car-key-thingie, until I remembered that Zach had the memory of an elephant. How I [...]
I went skating with my boy today. He glided like a young Paul Coffey. I told him so. Coffee’s gross dad, he told me. I said no, Coffey the hockey player. I skate like coffee he repeats, sarcasm oozing in his voice and his eyes. Knowing this was going nowhere, I said no you skate [...]
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The moral of this post? Hire Al Pacino.