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Post by lloyd051 on Mar 11, 2009 21:14:38 GMT -6
Once-upon-a-time,Sandy and I were raising two grandsons.
One was about ten,and the other was about eight,at the time
our story takes place. Now,I've always listened to 'oldies music'.
That hasn't changed. My grandsons listened to 'My Music' while
they lived with us.
We tried to go out for dinner at least once a week. We all
liked Dales...a local restaraunt. Sandy,the boys,and I went to
eat dinner at Dales a lot. We were there again,one night,and,
we had finished dinner and were getting ready to leave,when
the eight year old said he had to go to the men's room. I told
him to go ahead,while we got our stuff together to leave.
All of a sudden...from the men's room we hear, " Wild thang,
duh,duh,duh duh duh...I think I loooove youuuuu". It was a
very familiar voice. All the employees were cracking up and I
was so red...I'm sure they had no trouble figuring who he had
come with. He was loving the reverb in there,and I was dying
to just go home,and hide. He did a couple more verses ,and
came right to me when he came out. How come kids won't
come when ya call 'em...but they'll walk right up to ya when
you're trying ignore them.
We just smiled at everybody and left....what else could we
do? We didn't go back to Dales for quite a while after that.
Larry
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Post by Kelly on Mar 12, 2009 7:19:21 GMT -6
That sounds like my luck Larry..........lol
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Post by lloyd051 on Mar 18, 2009 17:36:01 GMT -6
HEY !!! Where'd ya get that photo?
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Post by Kelly on Mar 20, 2009 17:00:35 GMT -6
Its one I found on EI! If you dont want me to use it I will remove it though!
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