This morning, I was walking to work when I felt my pockets for my phone. Not there. Felt my shirt pocket. Not there. Hmmm...
Thinking about it, I knew I had it when I left in the morning. I didn't even sit down on the subway, so it couldn't have squirted out. Then, it hit me.
I was on it.
Rock On,
Aitch
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oh good lord. that scenario with you in diapers, being fed pudding, is going to happen sooner than we planned for, isn't it?
hey josie,
i'm sorry, but you are....?
rock on,
aitch
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