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Not Quite the Same
Not Quite the Same This year, New Year's Eve was just a little quieter. Driving through the beighbirhood to my mother's house was much quieter. Typically, this town has a restriction on fireworks within the city but that has never stopped any of the three fingered citizens from arming themselves with an aresenal of tissue paper wrapped missles and M-80s. I pulled up to my mother's house and the<b> neighbors </font></b>house across the street was dark and empty. By 8 in the evening, the ambulance might hav been to their home at least twice to deal with a ruptured eardrum or blown up fingers... maybe both. Their matriarch passed away four ago and the parties at their home began to get smaller and smaller. This past year we lost two of our own. My father in March and my Aunt in November just after Thanksgiving. It seemed like this was our year to have a smaller party. It didn't seem like a party this year. Everyone had a little bit of nostalgia that ended with a little wish for things to be the way they used to be. I came home well before midnight and watched the fireworks downtown from my second story windows to ring in the New Year. It was nice and quiet. Then i sent out coconut oil vids to my pervert friends. Carpe 2019 |
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My condolences on your beloved family members! I sent out an "open invite" just so you know it is always open and youre always welcomed Btw, I havent even seen part one!
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