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Flashback Friday



Me and Bro Phil sometime in college.  The setting is unknown to me although it could have been the Country Club in Aledo.  Frankly it doesn't look like it to me so who knows.  Maybe Bro Phil knows.  

On my right hand you see the high school class ring that I lost in a meatloaf at the Mary Davis Home.  It also looks like I am drinking a full strength Budweiser.  I'm smiling like I've had a few full strength Budweisers.  

Bro Phil is wearing a Phi Delt fraternity sweatshirt and I was really into plaid.  Looks like maybe 2nd or third year in college.  The Wombie was probably in Missouri at school, which would explain his absence.  Other than that I have no info on this.  


I'm taking next week off.  I have nothing in the queue and nothing to share.  No need to be painful about it, so I'll just take the week off.    

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