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Papas walking posse... Dirt road thugs...

dirt road livin'

Papa decided tht it would be good for us to go walking every day. Papa lives across the dirt road from us. So recently we have been walking every day. This is the posse... There is one more kid behind me and myself.

I wonder if passing cars think we are some kind of rednecked country bumpkin thugs..

We have a good time together.

The only one missing today was clarissa.. But as you see uncle Chris is on the phone with her mama trying to get her there in this picture. Everything is better with some Clarissa in it.

Thug life ya'll

hahahaha

That is our posse... Doing how we do....

Clarissa was late for the party.. But as soon as we got the call she was on the way.. We were almost home so papa just sat on the bank and waited for her to get there..

There she comes....

How sweet is that? Great grandpa's are a mess aren't they? She calls him " old papa" i dont know why.. she just decided that was his name.. Much like she just decided for herself that weewoo was my name.. There is a story to that one tho, and I will tell it to you another time..

Nothing like good friends and family and dirt road living...

melissa

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Papas walking posse... Dirt road thugs...

dirt road livin'

Papa decided tht it would be good for us to go walking every day. Papa lives across the dirt road from us. So recently we have been walking every day. This is the posse... There is one more kid behind me and myself.

I wonder if passing cars think we are some kind of rednecked country bumpkin thugs..

We have a good time together.

The only one missing today was clarissa.. But as you see uncle Chris is on the phone with her mama trying to get her there in this picture. Everything is better with some Clarissa in it.

Thug life ya'll

hahahaha

That is our posse... Doing how we do....

Clarissa was late for the party.. But as soon as we got the call she was on the way.. We were almost home so papa just sat on the bank and waited for her to get there..

There she comes....

How sweet is that? Great grandpa's are a mess aren't they? She calls him " old papa" i dont know why.. she just decided that was his name.. Much like she just decided for herself that weewoo was my name.. There is a story to that one tho, and I will tell it to you another time..

Nothing like good friends and family and dirt road living...

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