We had a very close family. We always did things together. Every night we would have a seance and talk with the dead. We often picnicked at the cemetery. Sometimes we even slept in the same coffins on a cold winter's night.
But I will never forget the night that my Uncle Herman first showed me his balls.
Friday, December 17, 2010
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The photo has a very "Marriage of Arnolfini" by Jan van Eier thing going.
With Trooper as the convex mirror.
I always got the feeling that the bride in Arnolfini was pregnant. Or maybe it was a 16th century posture thing for maidens. Jan Van Eyck.
Eier is German slang.
Yes, I know that van Eyck was Dutch.
I'm supposed to know German slang on top of all my other responsibilities?!?!
I'm supposed to know German slang on top of all my other responsibilities?!?!
Hey! You're the one whipping out the Yiddish slang.
Good thing I get that too, but think about the others!
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