Thursday, July 04, 2013

A big, heaping serving of corn

Yeah, I know it's corny. But it gets me every time. Ever since I was a little girl. I used to worry that I'd miss this number when we went to the fireworks. Yes, I'd rather be indoors watching him dance up the wall than at the park with my family watching the village fireworks. (Of course, that might have more to do with my father bitching about everyone and everything en route to and from the event, but that's something I'd rather not dwell on today.)

Enjoy your 4th!


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