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Showing posts with label Squiggles. Show all posts
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Tuesday Voice
I’m in love
By James T. Carney
I’m in love with my one-year-old granddaughter. She is known as Squiggles—aka Francesca, an Italian name that I disregard along with all other names from nationality groups beginning with “I.”
Now, I want to set the record straight. I hate children. The best that can be said for them is that they are adults in training, although I would prefer that they be sent away to boot camp for some twenty years to get trained before I have to deal with them.
By James T. Carney
I’m in love with my one-year-old granddaughter. She is known as Squiggles—aka Francesca, an Italian name that I disregard along with all other names from nationality groups beginning with “I.”
Now, I want to set the record straight. I hate children. The best that can be said for them is that they are adults in training, although I would prefer that they be sent away to boot camp for some twenty years to get trained before I have to deal with them.
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