Best Friends Audio
“A lot of people say that dog is man’s best friend,” Jed said.
“Yep,” Bart said leaning back in his chair.
“But I tell you Bart, you are this man’s best friend.”
“Oh Jed, you are just saying that.”
“No really Bart, you’re my best friend. I mean we’ve known each there since we were each knee high to a chicken.”
“Well I just don’t know what to say Jed. Just cause we’ve know each other forever don’t mean we are best friends.”
“yeah, well I guess, but we are. Come on won’t you cut me down outta this tree.”
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Friday, December 9, 2011
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Help
Help Audio
When I was a kid we didn’t visit my family much. We never lived close enough to, so when we did visit, it was something special. One year I found an old record player up in my grandmother’s attic. It wasn’t an antique but one that had belonged to my mother shortly before she moved out. The first album I found was HELP, by the Beatles. After having listened to Kenny Rogers, John Denver and The Carpenters most of my life, this was the greatest thing I had ever heard. To this day that song reminds me of her house.
When I was a kid we didn’t visit my family much. We never lived close enough to, so when we did visit, it was something special. One year I found an old record player up in my grandmother’s attic. It wasn’t an antique but one that had belonged to my mother shortly before she moved out. The first album I found was HELP, by the Beatles. After having listened to Kenny Rogers, John Denver and The Carpenters most of my life, this was the greatest thing I had ever heard. To this day that song reminds me of her house.
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