Amy's parents are very gay friendly--evidenced by Amy's "gay uncles"--and we had both a hoot and a holler on Sunday.
Amy, while reading the post about the race over my shoulder, told me that he said he was afraid he would end up in the blog. So for any Googlers:
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There. That should do it.
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