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My sorry rascal friend Richard - get up and fix those grits.
![]() Last edited by Oren Hudson; 06-11-2009 at 12:52 AM. Reason: PS I'm a sorry rascal too - you're in wonderful company. |
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Are the grits broken?
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They're broken until you fix 'em, my dear friend Richard.
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Clarification please, my confederate friend.
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I'm missing Oren more than a plate of grits.
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The King of Grits is back. Vacation was OK. It was interrupted last Friday by a call from a friend that was checking up on Molly and Samantha, our two outdoor dogs. She found that Molly had fallen ill, so we made the 4 hour trip back home. Unfortunately, we didn't make it in time and sweet Molly (the yellow lab in picture 9 of the pics I posted a while back) had died. So we had her funeral and buried her in her lot. We then we sadly returned to the beach for the last 3 days of the vacation time.
Be assured that we had plenty of grits while at the coast. Each time, I imagined my friends around the world enjoying the pleasure that I was. ![]() |
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Quote:
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Tim Bishop |
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