Bryan and I grew up a little differently. That's what this is about. Once when he slept over an Aunt and Uncle's house as a kid, and asked for the Wall Street Journal at breakfast. I used to wake up and watch Freddy Krueger and eat dry Cocoa Puffs. This kinda explains a lot about me I suppose- the dead birds, terrible eyesight, and nightmares about Freddy Krueger. ha. No really. But somehow, the people we turned out to be, work well together, so I wouldn't have had it any other way.
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