122. Richard
Richard is my cousin. I remember him from one childhood visit. At my grandmother’s house we had a “monk’s dinner” – any table talk caused a utensil to be taken away. We ended dinner eating pie without hands on the floor.
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Richard is my cousin. I remember him from one childhood visit. At my grandmother’s house we had a “monk’s dinner” – any table talk caused a utensil to be taken away. We ended dinner eating pie without hands on the floor.
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That is hilarious.
Posted by: indigo bunting | July 31, 2006 03:41 AM
The last time I saw Richard, he talked about that Monk's meal.
Posted by: Fran | July 31, 2006 08:26 PM