The phone rang. It's my "sister from another mister". Our moms were life-long best friends.
"Turn on The Bachelor," she says.
I tune in just in time to see the ladies of this season sitting around the living room in our vacation house. They were sitting on the weird wood burl coffee table where my Cheez-it and Jelly Belly bowls reside for one hallowed week every summer.
Hilarious.
One of those girls sat in the bear poop chair. I saw it.
How 'bout that?!
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