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Conversations after a few bourbons

My brother in law on his six foot eight, 300 pound friend:

It’s the damnedest thing. That big ol’ boy has phobias of clowns, midgets, and spiders. Seriously, that dude would totally loose his mind if an eight-legged clown midget said boo. Not me, though. I fear the things you’re supposed to fear. Like my daughter one day becoming a stripper.

Alrighty, then.

One Response to “Conversations after a few bourbons”

  1. Rustmeister Says:

    Or my son becoming a hairdresser.

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