When I got back from taking Bryson home after his surgery, my old man, Tony, decided to come in for a bite to eat and a nap. I couldn't believe the position he was sleeping in...it was so odd I had to get a picture...
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Awww....sheesh, Mom...why'd ya have to wake me up???
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