My Sis: He will be missed. He may not have been perfect. But then again, who is?
(uncomfortable silence)
My Dad: Well...ME.
(brief pause)
Me: That's two of us.
(shorter pause)
My Mom: Actually, so am I.
And that, boys and girls, is how the Irish mourn.
oh, those irish. love 'em.
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MOV
(with sympathy and all that Jack Daniels and maybe a tequila chaser if that is inapporiate enough, pour one for me honey)
MOV - all of a sudden, I have a Bailey's ad on my blog. Coincidence? I think it's a sign. Cheers!
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