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My Baby Don't Mess Around

Have you been to the underwear exchange at Cleo's? All the cool kids are doing it. Those of us in Camp Commando couldn't play. Poor Andrew ... his favorite Calvin's are now on his dining room table.

So I was on the phone with Larry the other day and asked if he was excited about my return home. He assured me he indeed was ... so much so that he was "dancing like a Kodak camera."

"You're what?"

"You know, that song we like. Isn't that what they say at the end?"

"You mean 'shake it like a Polaroid picture'?"