The Mrs is coming home and she was up north for a long spell. I had a blast of my two favorite

former paratroopers sons. We got shit done and had a ton of fun.

It seemed like parades of people would pass the house scaling.

Of course we'd slow down or stop and out front and to get a look at the young bucks.

We kind of adopted a Purple Heart Valley recipient during the COVID.

We became very close.

We love him and his family so much. He has talent on loan from God but he needs some help and

and we took him in for almost a year. I spent five and half weeks in Dalton

help when having fun. Last summer I got to meet Carrie at the

Dead Horse, which was brilliant. The last night the Mrs and his father. Last

night I called my Mrs and his father says in a deep voice tell your wife you're being held hostage

for almost two thousand dollars for the food you ate.

That's funny, great times in Chicago.

God bless, happy is there, everyone.

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to check one to check check one to check one to man Phew. Check 1.2, check 1.

2. Check 1.

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Check. Check.

Check. You fucked up.

You trusted us. See. L. A.

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