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Perilously close to the edge, Ken and Nancy balanced the barbecue, unaware that the dog had already eaten the T-bone.
Hoping to appease the dog, Ken, Nancy, barbecue.
How else would you write that four-word phrase? dog Ken Nancy barbecue is the prompt you see when uploading flickr photos. They made a group out of it. The dog Ken Nancy barbecue group is growing. I just made it 42 members.
What do they talk about in a group like that anyway? Bacon danger been yuck?
January 26th, 2006 at 2:42 pm
Hey You! Sorry I haven’t been around lately. I have been visiting your Blog now and then. Loved the entry about Mr. Duke and the spilled milk! I remember him. The custodian at South Tamarind. I would still love to get together with you and Jim. Kim and who ever else. It would be fun. Or just go to the coffee shop one Saturday or Sunday. Let me know. Take care my friend. Love Becky