There is a game my mom and dad love to play with me. For lack of anything better, I call it the “Anything Else” game.
It dates back to middle school when guys were just starting to notice girls – and by that I mean guys were starting to notice other girls. I remained the girl they only noticed when they needed one more for a game of football.
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Friday, August 31, 2012
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