Friday, October 13, 2006


It was 35 degrees today, so when I got home from work, I suggested we go to the beach to cool off. Of course, being only October, the water was freezing, so we just lay on the sand. I asked my T if he had thought of any names for the Peanut.

After a minute's contemplation, he said "How 'bout Raby?"

"Raby?" I said

"Yeah, Raby the baby. Or Cletus the Fetus, perhaps"

It degenerated from there.


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