There's something strange about nighttime that makes Denny's seem like a good idea...don't know what, though. Last night, Danny, Alicia and I were sitting around the living room when the mood struck to do something...and Denny's was the grand plan we came up with. I guess it's the company that makes it fun. This is in the car on the way over...

And drinking our milkshakes...

Ode to Danny: "I am nobody's S.W." You should remember what that means ;-) Why did it take so long for us to be friends?
Ode to Alicia: Story of the old woman terrorizing the senior home, using walkers as weapons. Love you friend!
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