It was always so hard to kick him out, and even worse when I drove by his parked car, windows all steamed up and it was bitter cold out, all the while I had a warm house with plenty of room. His only bottom would be death. He knew it and I knew it.
Monday, October 6, 2014
Jenny The Dog
Took my nephews dog on a walk this morning and saw a homeless person sleeping under a tree. This reminded me of all the times I kicked my brother out of my house, in hopes that tough love would cause him to stop drinking.
It was always so hard to kick him out, and even worse when I drove by his parked car, windows all steamed up and it was bitter cold out, all the while I had a warm house with plenty of room. His only bottom would be death. He knew it and I knew it.
Here is Jenny the dog. I always want to sing, Jenny Jenny 8675-309! Jenny, Jenny! : - )
It was always so hard to kick him out, and even worse when I drove by his parked car, windows all steamed up and it was bitter cold out, all the while I had a warm house with plenty of room. His only bottom would be death. He knew it and I knew it.
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