As any of my friends and posse know, I love my son even more than Diet Coke. That's ALOT. But if there was ever a day to bitch slap a todddler, today was it.
I'd talk more, but it's either slack off and read some more "Light on Snow" or drive head first into the McDonald's on Nordhoff and not stop the SUV until the soda machine is permanently lodged in my esophagus
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