I laughed to my self today, and wondered how many little boys discover the same way to play “cowboys” with their horses and shot glasses full of grape juice? It instantly made me picture Trevor and Kevin in their little black hats sitting at Grandma’s parlor table, finding their own “guy” way to have fun with all the girls swarming around. They couldn’t have been much older than this.
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