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Wednesday, May 21, 2014
Today i drove sarah to the airport. She's flying to Minnesota for a few days to take care of her grandmother's estate, who recently passed away. She was 99, just a few months shy of 100.
Holy mother. That's insane.
None the less, we're pulling up to the curb, and Alexander, being ever so observant, asks:

"Daddy? Why aren't we allowed to bring the letter P to the airport?"
"The other ones are ok, but just not P."

Man, i couldn't make this up if i wanted to.

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Bomb  posted on  Thursday, June 5, 2014

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