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Let’s play.

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Not everyone will be able to participate in this game, but you can always stick around to read the comments.

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1976 Plymouth Fury. She wasn’t pretty…

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But she was a behemoth with a powerful V-8.

I was 16, dating a much older man who drove me and my girlfriends around whenever we wanted to drink and get loud. Looking back, it wasn’t exactly kosher…. but not much of my teenage years was.

We had the radio cranked up, flying down some long deserted country road we’d never travelled before. My guy was driving dangerously fast, not that we realized it at the time… and then poof. The road disappeared from under us as we crested a hill we didn’t know was there.

Airborne? You betcha. We landed with a thud, broke the frame of the car and were damned lucky we lived to tell the tale.

I saw the speedometer reach 115+ … so I’m counting it.

How about you?

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Let’s play.

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It won’t strain your brain, I promise.

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I love how’s there’s nothing unequivocal here. When, not if. Yay for me.

What will I never stop eating?

I won’t say burgers…. because there will always be wagyu beef.

I won’t say pizza… because there will always be artisanal pies with truffles.

So I’ll go with one of my guilty, rarely admitted pleasures.

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I confess, I’m all about the San Francisco treat. When the husband is away or eating elsewhere? I’ve been known to simmer up a package and eat the whole thing in one sitting.

But I do add freshly steamed broccoli, I’m not a heathen.

How about you… What aren’t you giving up after your bank account expands?

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Let’s play.

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This one’s easy. It won’t hurt at all.

I promise.

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There’s only one answer for me. Disneyland. (Or World). The planet’s largest theme parks hold absolutely no appeal for me and at this point in my life I think I’d rather take a cruise ship straight to Hell than stroll the over crowded streets of the over priced plastic fantastic pinnacle of capitalism that is Disney.

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But then, I dislike theme parks in general. Busch Gardens? Great Adventures? Been there, hated them both. Honestly? I didn’t even like them when I was a child. They’re just so… fake.

So how about you…

Where do you never want to vacation that everyone else loves?

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Let’s play…. The Star Wars edition.

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Grab your geek cap and meet me on Dagobah.

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(Yes, I see the misspelling. It hurts my brain but I’m playing anyway. )

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Well, if I only had one…. I could do worse.

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Lying to Obi Wan would be fruitless. He’d know you were full of crap before you even opened your mouth.

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That might be a bridge too far.

And now….

A little Star Wars humor, just because I can.

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Star Wars and Game of Thrones?

Be still my heart.

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Maybe getting old won’t be so bad after all…

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Let’s play.

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Because you can’t think of a good enough excuse not to.

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I’ll start and you guess.

1- I am the danger.

2- Valar Morghulis.

3- We were on a break.

4. – I like my money right where I can see it… hanging in my closet

5. – Let’s be careful out there.

6. – Buy land, cause God ain’t making any more of it.

Your turn.

Guess… then give me one of your own.

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Let’s play.

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Admit it. You have nothing better to do right now…

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Seeing that our yard/property is covered in flowers instead of vegetables and the pear tree, apple trees, and blueberry bushes aren’t ready to harvest yet ….

I’m going to have to go with woodchuck.

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Kidding!

( But with all the fruit I feed them, they’d probably be sweet. )

So what’s on your dinner table tonight?

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Let’s play!

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Because I have written proof some of you love these.

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I could say he left the top off the toothpaste or the toilet seat up, but that seems like an extreme reaction for such a small infraction.

Think I’ll go with one that’s bound to get him tossed to the curb, never mind his clothes ….

“He told me this dress does make my butt look big.”

So what do you think he did?

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Let’s play.

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Because we can all use a little levity.

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Living in the country probably gives me the advantage here, but you never know… some of you have backyard alligators and I can’t top that.

My list of chasers;

A chicken. Don’t laugh, they’re quick and vengeful little buggers.

A billy goat. I barely escaped with my posterior intact… although now that I think of it, a little less of that wouldn’t be a bad thing.

A skunk. Thankfully they don’t have very good eyesight … I lost him behind a shrub.

A mockingbird. Never underestimate the ferocity of this bird. He used to dive bomb our poor cat on a daily basis.

A snapping turtle. Granted I didn’t have to run very fast with this one, but those jaws can snap your finger like a twig.

A bat. Was he actually chasing me? I don’t know, but he was trapped in our house and I didn’t take the time to find out.

And finally, an elk who chased me around our car. I was photographing a herd in the Smoky Mountain National Park from a far off, safe distance when a lone female came up from behind and let her displeasure be known.

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I don’t recommend that experience.

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So how about it? Who’s been chasing you….

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