Another sign that I am getting older: I don’t like LOUD! My mother bought my son a cap-gun while we were visiting, and now I have to listen to the constant banging as he pulls the trigger over and over. We’ve at least established that it is not to be used indoors. Now we just need to establish that he doesn’t need to yell “BANG!” every time he fires it. That, and have it somehow accidentally left under the tire of my truck.
And a quick shout out to iso book club of Camp Hill, PA: Thanks guys, but I’m still not gay. Ah hell, let’s put it in writing:
Hi guys,
Just thought I’d drop you a note and let you know I’m still not gay. I’m sorry if this disappoints you, but I just can’t seem to shake this whole heterosexual thing. So, in light of this, could you please stop sending me your book club enrollment offers? At the moment, I still prefer to choose what I read based on the merits of the work in question, not on the sexuality of the author of the work in question.
Below is the address you are using to send me your offers:
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