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July 19, 2007

Jeff R.: Loophole

It was before your time, almost before mine. Your grandfather was courting your grandmother, and being an old-fashoned guy, he was at her window near every night serenading his little heart out.

This particular night, he caught his pant leg on a nail, and it pulled clean off, leaving him down to his underwear, but she was expecting him, so he sang anyhow. And that's when the new security lights flashed on.

Now, try and imagine-and I know it don't come easy, what he must have looked like all those years ago, singing those silly love songs in his skivvies.

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