IT WAS WEIRD ON THIS DATE IN 2014...
I awake like I normally do; the dogs stir and get ready to go outside, the temp. is 8.2 degrees and dropping...
Bun Man and Mr. Purple both look at me and Purple says, "You tell him..."
Before I could say tell me what, Bun turns to me, grabs my chin so he gets my full attention (I also tell the Mikster to use this approach to cure my selective hearing) and says
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"Write whatever the hell you want today, Purple and I aren't getting up..."
And ya know, the Boyz are still in bed.
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