I have a buddy, for now we will call him Mickey, that is 28 and mentally handicapped. I know him because he works at the party store to next lot over from Deebe's. He have the mental capacity of about a 10 year old. Lest night Mickey's father killed Mickey's mother and then killed himself. I have not seen Mickey today.
I went to the Detroit Institue of Arts today. They have funny parking meters there, they do not read quarters only, but they do not give your change back if you put in a nickle or dime. I got a twenty dollar parking ticket.
I have dinner at Andiamo's. I head the Fettichenni Alfredo and Pasta Fijole Soup. I actually prefer the Pasta Fijole Soup at Olive Garden.
The cash register was broken at work today, so we had to wright all our sales out. What a pain.
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