A friend of mine lost his father. This is the same dude who set it up for me to meet his cousin Bonita. I felt indebted to him for being such a standup guy to me for however many past few years. I have him and his family my condolences. I vowed to be there at the funeral. By now the family knew me pretty well. I was cool with several family members. Well at the funeral my eyes couldn't contain themselves. I thought Bonita was bad. It was somebody else who made me look again.
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