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Posted April 13, 2013 | 2:22 AM
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We got married whimsically, if you wanna put the right spin on it.
We met in a bar, made out in a truck, and said goodbye in a dimly-lit parking lot all in one night. Two months later we showed up...
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Posted April 10, 2013 | 12:07 PM
The other day when my wife handed me an armful of tiny blue jeans and summer shirts that any elf could fit in and said, "Take these up to the attic with the rest of the stuff," I knew what she meant, but I had no idea what I was...
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Posted February 4, 2013 | 4:32 PM
I hear Henry crying in the other room.
That's basically like me saying, "I smell bacon when I'm frying bacon," because, like, no sh*t. Of course Henry's crying in the other room.
It's not that he's a cry-baby or anything, but he's almost 2 now, that age when there is...
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Posted January 4, 2013 | 1:48 PM
A year ago today, at around 12:30 in the afternoon, I heard a banging on our front door and nothing will ever really be the same, I guess.
There was a stranger there, a man in his fifties I'd say, and he had a wild look on his face; he...
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