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WARNING: Very coarse language used in two places in the dialog. Be warned. With the holidays approaching I recalled this memory and wanted to share it.So here I am headed to a Christmas party at the house of one of the school bus drivers. Yes, I drove a school bus for one school year, and it wasn't all that bad. The high school students were great, it was the elementary school kids that were the worst, but I am getting of...

During my time in Florida, I lived with a good lady friend of mine. It was not a sexual relationship, we were more like brother and sister. This arrangement caused a few tense moments with her current boyfriend, especially when they were having a verbal disagreement. She would say something to him like, "Drac never yells at me". He would then give me a dirty look. After one of these incidents, I took him to a local bar fo...