When I was a janitor for a local hospital, way back in the 80's, I would sit down for my lunch break, usually with a group of fellow janitors. Most of them were Laotian immigrants and Black guys. One brother in particular, Larry, saw the joys in simple things. After tasting his delicious lunch, he would say with a big smile "it doesn't get any better than this!".
Well Matthew, you could say, that it doesn't get any better than this!
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My goodness those are some short shorts.
When I was a janitor for a local hospital, way back in the 80's, I would sit down for my lunch break, usually with a group of fellow janitors. Most of them were Laotian immigrants and Black guys. One brother in particular, Larry, saw the joys in simple things. After tasting his delicious lunch, he would say with a big smile "it doesn't get any better than this!".
Well Matthew, you could say, that it doesn't get any better than this!
Scott, what does your comment have to do with short shorts?
That is real father/son communication if I ever saw it. A special bonding time. I can hardly wait to get Lincoln in my arms.
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