May 31, 2006 21:53
We are up at Connor's cabin on Lake Champlain for a while.
Since when did I become the offical fish cleaner? I swear, I'm going to start releasing them instead of bringing them back to the cabin just so I don't have to clean anymore of them.
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And besides, what else have you done besides work on the tan and practice? Uh...practicing a lot.
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And you know, I'm starting to freak out about meeting your parents, especially your Mom. And I've never been called Uncle Timmy before, cept by Trent's kids lately. This is goning to be interesting.
And you're the one who said I needed to practice. Practice makes perfect, right?
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My mom is going to love you. You know she and dad have been dying to meet you. And Angie's two kids will love you as long as you play hide and seek with them.
Practice is gonna make you a rock star, baby.
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I know you keep saying they'll both love me, but I still can't help be a little nervous. I'd like to see how you are if you ever meet my Mom, or God forbid, my Dad.
I strive to be the best lip-syncer there is. *grins*
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And what have you been practicing at so much? Huh?
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Practice makes perfect, that's all I'm saying. *grins*
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What kind of games are you two playing now for all this practicing?
I miss ya already.
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The kind of games you should be playing with Trent. Practice, practice, practice...
You just miss my ass in those orange shorts of mine. Come on, admit it. *grins*
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Ah...those kinds of games. Yes, practicing is a good thing!
Actually, your ass in those navy trunks that ended up below your ass...whoops... *grins*
Nah, you know I miss you. Give me a call if you need to talk.
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You were spying on us, you perv. Hope it wasn't too much for you, old man.
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