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Aug. 28th, 2007 07:19 pmMy dad just sent me this pic. I was like 4 or 5 years old and just recently paroled. My uncles were only 5 and 6 years older than me so they were more like evil older brothers than uncles.
This pic shows how they used to dress me up inb their pee-wee football clothes...and use me as a tackling dummy. Now I know the source of my chronic back pain ;)
And my curls were just as unruly then as they are now.
This pic shows how they used to dress me up inb their pee-wee football clothes...and use me as a tackling dummy. Now I know the source of my chronic back pain ;)
And my curls were just as unruly then as they are now.
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Date: 2007-08-28 11:48 pm (UTC)I guess I didn't have it as bad as I thought growing up. The youngest of 5, and the only girl, I threatened to tell Mom if my brothers didn't let me play. So...my job was to hike the ball and go long...every time and they never threw to me. By the twentieth snap, I was so tired, I just snapped the ball and sat down. :)
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Date: 2007-08-29 04:41 pm (UTC)Creature of habit, yo!