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#9 |
Adjusting to the Life
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In my first house, my wife called me at work one day and said she found guns hanging in a hidden place. I couldn't wait to get home because she was afraid to touch them. I had visions of real collector items or great handguns. Turned out they were two old BB pistols. Still fun, but not what I was looking for.
In my current house, I found a **** VHS tape hidden in a wall off our bedroom. I met the previous owners and it wasn't a tape of them, but wasn't bad. I of course, had to check it out before I destroyed it. |
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