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Monday, October 12, 2009


  • After announcing his departure to the little boys’ room, I asked Brantley to please use the overhead fan. I am after all, a fecal-phobic. His response, “I can’t crap with all that racket.”

  • After gawking at a half naked woman on TV, Brantley decided to smooth things over with me. “I love you just the way you are…more or less.”