Monday, August 4, 2008
Socked
Phillip was home this weekend to be in a wedding, but we didn't get home from the beach in time to attend. Phillip has been friends with the groom since they were both five years old. Although we couldn't be there, thankfully the groom's mother made sure that Phillip was pressed and spit-shined. Except for one thing. She failed to check his socks. Phillip assured me that they didn't show, however.
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Yep, that's my brother for you.
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