Quality Time
Sep 08, 2021
3 minutes
NORMALLY, I’d be giving the mighty Honda Pioneer’s accelerator a bit of a workout as we headed towards a likely pig haunt, but today my passenger wasn’t an unkempt, rough looking, hairy faced, addicted pig chaser. You see, my son was at work; he has to act like an electrician sometimes. So I eased back on the give-it-stick pedal and took in the scenery.
Today, being a completely romantic and devoted husband, I’d unshackled my caring, beautiful wife Gina from domestic duties as we had more important things to do.
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