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Sunday, June 23, 2013

Pure Michigan

Posted on 6:22 PM by Unknown
When I was little, the state up north gave me nothing but permission to use a bad word in a football season song.
Tuck's grown up thinking that when he flushes, the toilet water goes to Michigan.
I did avoid the route that would have taken us through Ann Arbor, and I still don't give a damn, but I am willing to concede that parts of the state are alright.  Beautiful, even. 
I'm a little wary of going on record with this, but I'll go ahead and admit that I wanna go back, I gotta go back...
Andy
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