I have great parents, too. My friends tease me about my brady bunch-like childhood of family dinners and boardgames, but I wouldn't change it for anything. And my parents are still there for me today and still together after all these years.
I feel sorry for my friends who had shitty upbringings and it always makes me tell my parents how much I appreciate them.
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Thought for the day: Men are like fine wine. They start out as grapes, and it's up to the women to stomp the crap out of them until they turn into something acceptable to have dinner with.
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