Bill was a little tired so Davy offered to give him a ride on his handlebars.Gah, what a bunch of goofballs we are.
Saturday night we went out to an adult dinner for a neighbor's birthday. During the three block walk to the jazz club from the restaurant, it was decided that we (by "we" I mean "everyone else" while I took picutres — my mama din't raise no fool) should pose with the Art on the Corner sculptures.
Look how happy they are. *Cue: "Raindrop keeping fall on my head."
1 comment:
Ummmmm...why do Davy and Bill look so much alike?????? What's up with that? Do they call each other before they leave the house, like 6th graders are prone to do..."uh, yeah, I'm going to wear the jeans and jean jacket with the black shoes. What are you going to wear?" Kind of ooogggeeeyyy.
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