I went down to Oakland this past weekend to hang out with my boy. I had planned to spend the day hiking in the Oakland hills, instead we spent our time socializing with friends.
We stopped by our old house and found that it had been sold again, and the previously lush front garden had been reduced then covered with rocks.
The tangerine tree, that DW planted when she was pregnant with the girl, was covered with tangerines. The boy climbed the fence and picked a couple; I hope the new owners don't mind.
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when people call their children or their spouses or boyfriends "the boy" it makes me think they are secretly calling them a nigger. I think this is true & not even secret. Therefore, you should stop!
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I call "Bullshit!" on Sean's comment.
Hey! No cussing please.
I call Bull**** also!
Y'all know Sean is joking....right?
:^ )
You can call bullshrimp, but that does not cease the truth of my statement. Maybe if the phrase was "when people call someone "the boy" they are secretly calling them "little bitch" it would help to explain.
Aha! It's a troll! I'm not biting, thanks anyway, ;-)
Oh, and thanks for boozing my husband up last night. He's still in awe that he "went out."
Hey! Next time you're in the Bay area, drop a line. We're in Concord.
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