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Hey, Albert.

Hey, Drewberry Pi! Oh, yeah. Definitely!

Possibly. I wouldn't know about the nekkid part, but boating is always fun. Mickey and Remy both have Boat Operator's Licenses, as do Morgan and I.

Mickey bought the boat, after all. The previous owner said his grandfather bought it after coming home from WW2, but never had much occasion to use it. The paperwork has been updated, and the meters and engine parts are all new. Other than that, it's exactly the same as when it left the showroom.

Hey, Dugh and Thistle. *scratches Thistle on his belly*

I'm still a bit peckish. *goes down to the cellar to get a cheesecake for serving*

Hey, Bertie and Steve. I made fire-roasted gazpacho with grilled cheese dippers. So, someone out by my parents' way is selling a 1947 Barrel-back Chris Craft motorboat. Mickey saw it in the front yard, and he wants to buy it. It's only $700, looks to be in pristine condition, but I'm wary of that price tag. I don't know much about boats, but I'm sure a piece like that would be WAAAY more expensive. Either the guy doesn't know what he has, or he's getting desperate to sell. I asked Morgan to head out there and take a look at it. I also reminded Mickey over the phone that he's holding several kayaks in storage: his, Remy's, and Sean's two-seater. And he'd need his parents' permission to store the boat in their garage, though space won't be an issue. But, the kid sounded more excited than I've ever known him to be about anything.  

Poor Albert. Hope you feel better soon.

Nope, sorry. Nothing yet, but I'll let you know.

Hey, Dugh and Thistle! *scratches Thistle behind the ears*

Someone needs to slap that woman in the head with a shovel, maybe it will knock some sense into her. I feel sorry for her kids. Hey, Xander, Dennis, Jordan, and Ash! *waves to the foster kids*

It was.

Hey, Tea Bat. I made a strawberry-and-mint flavored tea, and put some in a thermos to go with lunch. Hey, Gary.

Hey, Marty! We had deli sandwiches and kettle potato chips for lunch today. We went out to an orchard overlooking West Traverse Bay and picked a few quarts of cherries, for a small price. The farmer was nice enough to let us spread a picnic blanket in the shade, as long as we promised to pick up after ourselves.

Hey, Buckie.

"They poured hot coffee into me!"

Harry Styles. He has good taste in tattoos.

Hope you have fun, buddy!

Hey, Drewy. What's new with you?

Cinnamon toast...I need to go make some. Hey, Albert. I made bacon-cheese dogs, too! Except the cheese on mine was a smoked Gouda sauce that I made and put in an old squeeze-bottle. Don't you mean bacon wrapped?

Mickey and Remy, for now. Rory might join us later in the week.

What's the story called?

Hey, Xander, Dennis, Jordan, and Ash! *waves to the foster kids*

Is this some sort of Morse Code now, where everyone talks using only GIFs?