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I think I was in denial.
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But this morning, as I sat peacefully on my couch, gazing out the front window.... it happened again.
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The O'Shea's front door opened wide and Tommy O emerged.... clad only in a bath towel around his waist, as he bent over to retrieve his morning paper. That's right.... I saw skin... lots of it.... and some in places that I never want to see again.
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You would think that a Mountain of a Man like me would be impervious to such a disruptive sight.
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But no. Even I have limits to what I can physically tolerate.
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I pray that Tommy O gets a bathrobe. Lord... heed my prayer.
- Try seeing yer 5th grade teacher releivin' herself outside the double wide. Nothin' new here, move along folks, until ye spy downwards and see Mister Collinsworth, the principle of the high school, singing "Am I Pretty" whist the shower hits his corn fed gut. Lesson learned.
- It seems to me...if Tommy O. was Sarah Palin...you would be praying to the Lord for a mighty west wind to blow. So while you are praying...you should thank the Lord you do not still have crush on your 5th grade teacher. Ah...men...
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Try seeing yer 5th grade teacher releivin' herself outside the double wide. Nothin' new here, move along folks, until ye spy downwards and see Mister Collinsworth, the principle of the high school, singing "Am I Pretty" whist the shower hits his corn fed gut. Lesson learned.
It seems to me...if Tommy O. was Sarah P...you would be praying to the Lord for a mighty west wind to blow. So while you are praying...you should thank the Lord you do not still have crush on your 5th grade teacher. Ah...men...
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