A Rose by Any Other Name Is Still Not Craig

A Rose by Any Other Name Is  Still Not Craig

My son John has a friend named Craig. They have been friends for a few years. I only recently met him in the flesh. He and John’s other friend, Jack wandered through the kitchen in search of cheese-foods and fuzzy beverages. I recognized everyone but the lanky blonde. “Hello.” I quipped. “Hello,” he stuck his…

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A Rose by Any Other Name Is Still Not Craig

A Rose by Any Other Name Is  Still Not Craig

My son John has a friend named Craig. They have been friends for a few years. I only recently met him in the flesh. He and John’s other friend, Jack wandered through the kitchen in search of cheese-foods and fuzzy beverages. I recognized everyone but the lanky blonde. “Hello.” I quipped. “Hello,” he stuck his…

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