Kindergarten
This is a story about me when I was in kindergarten. I love cookies, always have. In kindergarten they would give us breaks where we would receive a cookie and some punch. I ate my cookie and loved it. The teacher then said we were going to draw. I raised my hand. The teacher asked what I wanted. I said I wanted another cookie. She said no, I wasn't going to get another cookie but was going to draw instead. I said I really wanted another cookie. She said NO, sit down and draw.
So I began drawing with the rest of the class. Pretty soon, I raised my hand again. The teacher asked me what I wanted now. I told her I was finished drawing. She said good, I should hold up my drawing for the rest of the class to see. So I did......
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I hadn't had a chance to grow my hair yet/ And that, of course, was Geno. Ed always tried to stay away from us. But trust me, he is NOT immune to the power of the blog. It's coming.....
Welcome Bob, good to see you here.
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