Poor tired little Bear...No worries about throwing up on mom's legs...
Aunt Mary threw up on her best friend's new white pants while on a band trip in 9th grade...after ingesting a meatball sandwich and riding some overly spinning ride with the band director's son (He always pawned the kid off on us Drill Team chicks...I was forced...) This all happened while in Panama City Beach, Florida. When I went to her hotel room to apologize for the 15th time - I walked straight into the sliding glass door - just like the Windex commercials with the cackling birds and fell) and then got up, dusted myself off and made my way into the room -- she was in the shower, fully dressed, white pants and all...And, all I was drinking was Diet Coke...
Her Christmas gift that year? A ballad I composed about the whole experience recorded on a cassette tape...
Maybe you can make a tape too sweetheart! If you can chew things up, I am very certain you can "sing"...
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Poor tired little Bear...No worries about throwing up on mom's legs...
Aunt Mary threw up on her best friend's new white pants while on a band trip in 9th grade...after ingesting a meatball sandwich and riding some overly spinning ride with the band director's son (He always pawned the kid off on us Drill Team chicks...I was forced...) This all happened while in Panama City Beach, Florida. When I went to her hotel room to apologize for the 15th time - I walked straight into the sliding glass door - just like the Windex commercials with the cackling birds and fell) and then got up, dusted myself off and made my way into the room -- she was in the shower, fully dressed, white pants and all...And, all I was drinking was Diet Coke...
Her Christmas gift that year? A ballad I composed about the whole experience recorded on a cassette tape...
Maybe you can make a tape too sweetheart! If you can chew things up, I am very certain you can "sing"...
What a great story!
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