Here's the weird thing, though, and bear with me if you think I'm as dull as a gray-wet dishrag, the dashes were in all the wrong places. You know how a phone number goes... la-la-la, then a dash, la-la-la, another dash, la-la-la-la... ten digits. But this was la-la-la, dash, la-la, dash, la-la-la-la, a period, and a final la, like a social security number. In fact, it was MY social security number with the number three following it.
The Larsen Adventures
Larsen Family Writing Blog for Matt and Brandi Larsen in Chicago, Illinois.
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