i witnessed my biological destiny today as i watched my father and uncle stage a memorial day picnic in the rain, wind, and hail. the kids complaining that they were cold. the women complaining the picnic benches were wet. and the dog whimpering under the table as the lightning flashed and the thunder crashed.
my father and uncle looked betrayed when i asked, "do you...
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my father and uncle looked betrayed when i asked, "do you...
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