Daughter and her friend played untill they passed out.
Sleeping now, the sword fights over.
My wife--that silly woman--took pictures of us as we battled in the
living room, in the strobe lights. My "helmet" was a feed bucket.
The girls had their armor on.
We've been to the flea market, rode bikes, lunched at Long John Silvers
inspected a mobile home lot, threw smoke bombs, played with the last of my
sparklers, firecrackers. danced to the Wii, walked the dogs in the woods.
And I got to play with my friends on BYC.
It's been a good day.
Spook
Sleeping now, the sword fights over.
My wife--that silly woman--took pictures of us as we battled in the
living room, in the strobe lights. My "helmet" was a feed bucket.
The girls had their armor on.
We've been to the flea market, rode bikes, lunched at Long John Silvers
inspected a mobile home lot, threw smoke bombs, played with the last of my
sparklers, firecrackers. danced to the Wii, walked the dogs in the woods.
And I got to play with my friends on BYC.
It's been a good day.
Spook
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