BOY TRAPPED

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Friday, September 9, 2011

Being a Casdorph

Why I love being a Casdorph:

I walked outside my parents house to grab something from the car, and there I met two boys wearing hearing protection and riding the scissor lift (which is on a slightly slanted trailer) upwards as quickly as it would go.


And my only question, delivered straight to Adam's ear as I held one ear muff away from his ear, was,

"Do you have permission?"

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