Things that make me smile

I used to call one of my roommates Pork Chop. It was a term of endearment at the time, as a departing roommate found her through an ad and I was pleased she also was of the “pudgy pork roast ass” variety.

I’ll spare you what I ended up calling her when she defiled my bathroom and moved out in the middle of the night owing me several hundred dollars. Ahem.

Anyway, one of my boys from around that time just named his new dog Pork Chop. Twenty-five years has passed and it blows my mind that I still have an influence on what people think and say and do.

As I’ve always said, you’ll love me or hate me but you’ll NEVER forget me!

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