Friday, March 06, 2015

There's Always One

You know every time you gather for a feast or a game, there's always one. Some knuckle head you've known for 30 years who shows up, brings nothing, and hitches a free ride. He eats your snacks, drinks your coke, hogs the cocaine, and so forth.

There's always one.

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