I started “Mama” this evening. She sputtered and coughed and hacked. She growled an off-color joke and yelled at me, “Go get me some Lucky Strikes!” and then called me a very bad name.

I turned her off, being careful not to make any sudden moves, and backed her back into the garage carefully.

At least I was wearing my new kickass boots.

Rip it, roll it, and punch it, dude.

2 Responses to “Baby steps.”
  1. Borrego says:

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  2. Elise says:

    The boots are what will save you :)

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