Saturday SlobberLove

regretSometimes on Saturday, after our lunatic brother breaks protocol at the park and runs onto the field in the middle of a Little League game and we get caught up in the hysteria and follow him for one second and no more, we like to burrow under a blanket of regret and beg our mother for forgiveness, hoping she’ll understand that the whole situation was simply too intoxicating to ignore.

Yours In Oh No,
Rick Repent

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