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Instead of the TV meme
Nov. 19th, 2009 10:09 pmI will share a story about TV.
One year for Easter, the Bunny was especially generous, and my basket had a Cadbury egg. Now, kids, this was when those badboys were still novel, and that egg was pure SWANK. Anyway, throughout the week, I ate the other lesser candies, saving my egg for Friday to eat while watching the Dukes of Hazard.
Between supper and the Dukes, I went outside to play. 5 minutes to 8, I stop by to get my egg, and MY BASKET IS EMPTY.
At my freak-out, my dad 'fessed up. Abandoned property, he said. He thought I didn't want it, what with all the other candy being gone. Even the grass was gone. And my egg was gone because MY DAD ATE IT.
One year for Easter, the Bunny was especially generous, and my basket had a Cadbury egg. Now, kids, this was when those badboys were still novel, and that egg was pure SWANK. Anyway, throughout the week, I ate the other lesser candies, saving my egg for Friday to eat while watching the Dukes of Hazard.
Between supper and the Dukes, I went outside to play. 5 minutes to 8, I stop by to get my egg, and MY BASKET IS EMPTY.
At my freak-out, my dad 'fessed up. Abandoned property, he said. He thought I didn't want it, what with all the other candy being gone. Even the grass was gone. And my egg was gone because MY DAD ATE IT.
