Thursday, June 22, 2006

A toast


Dock has asked for a toast to Grampy's memory. Since Grampy did not imbibe in the sauce, I see it fitting to raise a glass of Maine's finest elixir, Moxie.

Grampy...I swill this rugged, putrid tonic for you and only you.
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1 comment:

  1. High Priestess Kang6/26/2006 02:56:00 PM

    The things we do for our loved ones. ;)

    There is a reason Grampy calls it, "rugged." I think it may have something to do with Moxie's capacity to eat the lining of your stomach.

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