There’s No Place Like Home
My siblings and I often talk about various old houses we grew up in (we lived in a lot of houses over the years, but there were two in particular where most of us spent our formative years), and how some of us would like to buy one of our old houses and restore it to how it used to be and live there.
For whatever reason, our wives, as a rule, do not share our passion for these houses that they never set foot in, and don’t seem keen on moving back there, even if we had the chance. Go figure.
So, while it may sound kinda pathetic coming from 40 or 50-something-year-old men, it’s kinda funny coming out of the mouth of an 8-year-old cartoon character…
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