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[rakish]

I came upstairs from the basement this morning having finished my workout. There I see Marshall standing at the back door, looking outside, obviously awaiting my arrival (his face was pointing outside but I could see his eyes were aimed at me).

Me: "Whatcha doing, man?"
Marshall (whispering): "Looking at the owl. Shhhhh."

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[bitchiekittie]

you just wait until he starts making you piss yourself with laughter - he gets more and more clever, your bladder gets weaker with age, and one day, the two combine to lead you to your tragic fate.

[bitchiekittie]

there are worse tragedies.

[rakish]

Getting through the day without bladder leakage is already a challenge. Having a wise-acre for a son only compounds the problem!

Writing this reply is making me think of June Allyson.

[tervin]

Oh, yeah - he got you good.

And how cool that you have 2 owls living in your backyard!

[rakish]

The best part is when you can hear the two of them hooting at each other (except when I'm trying to sleep). Sometimes they'll have conversations that last a half hour.