Friendship
June 04, 2008 05:39 AM
Several years ago, a friend and I helped a mutual
friend, T.K., move his family out of their San Rafael
home. While mindlessly lugging boxes and furniture
down the stairs, T.K. started telling stories about
his recent enema. T.K.’s wife, clearly mortified to
hear her husband’s tale, shouted out from another
room to stop the story. Without missing a beat, T.K.
shouted... Read
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