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Over a beer

You're sitting around with some friends, enjoying a cold one. The conversation ranges. Someone mentions flowers and your rock garden story comes to mind. You say, "Oh! Have I told you about the time … "

Probably. You’ve been friends for a long time. But hey, life is a story.
So sure, tell it again.

Death by saxophone

I'm not proud but, it was necessary at the time

Fond memories of Bebe the Pug

The cosmos said, "Take your base."

Moist at the Palomino

Humiliation served up at a local restaurant

My wish was granite

I'd do anything for a nice rock garden

Russell taught me to swim ...

... by leaving me no alternative.

Two all beef patties and a restraining order

The downside of being a mysterious paramour

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