My wonderful friend, Rebekah Pulley, needed a story for a classroom assignment. She turned on her camera and this is the first one that came to my mind. If you need a dumb story, call me. I've got a million of them. I love you all very much.
The Raveons return to Tampa from the Bahamas, 1965.
Hey Ronny, when I was listening to this, absolutely fascinated as I always am when you're telling one of your stories, there was a glitch in the audio. It happened just as the woman (who ended up humiliating you) was telling what she did, I guess. You say afterwards that that was exactly what she meant.
ReplyDeleteWhat did she say? I am so curious!!
Thees my******, thees my*****!
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