Yeah, all right, I have a sequel story to the Uh that's how they that's how they get you.
I wish everybody else got you again.
You've gotten again, gotten again. So if everyone remembers that was the story where I went to Mount Rushmore with my family. Uh. I was ready, really happy to just drive past it and uh my wife was like, why are you not willing to pay for the parking? And
you know, I said, that's how they get you. And I realized I had become my father because when I was a kid, this is every trip with my dad was about us getting screwed over by the hotel or to pay for something, right, Like, we just never it was never easy, right, yeah, and every city was just a disaster if we were traveling. Okay, So Indy, we were gone for a weekend and usually Indy will stay with his grandparents. But then this time Uncle Shiloh was like,
I'll take Indy for twenty four hours. We're like, that's amazing this uncle the past time and he's like, I'll take them to the movies, We'll go to the beach, you know, and he got his whole plant. I'm like, great, So we don't you know, we're gone. We were this is back when we were at south By Southwest, I think. So anyway, uh didn't really stay in touch other and then a couple like texts here and there of like
oh you got him, Okay, have fun. So we get back and we're like, so, Indy, how was how was the weekend? How was it?
You know?
And talks about being with the grandparents were like how was it with Uncle Shiloh? And you know, i mean kids always like pulling teeth, just get them to like tell anything anything. So he's like, yeah, we went to the trampoline park. I'm like, you went to the trampoline park? Oh my god? Did you make it to the beach?
And then he like kind of just said yeah, we went here and there, and I'm like okay, I'm like quiet, quiet, And then he goes and we kept getting scammed though, and I'm like, what do you mean, well, what's going on? Well He's like, well, I mean like Shiloh came and picked me up and then we went to the Trampline parking. You know the parking like the way the sign is for the parking and how much it costs and they
said there was only ten dollars. So Uncle Shalloh got out and he was like, but you said it was you know, and they charged him fifteen. So then he was yelling at the guy and I'm like oh, and I'm like, how else did you get scammed?
Oh?
Then we get to the trampoline park and you know, they make you buy socks, and I'm like, yeah, that's that's that's that's how they get you.
Huh.
And I realized that my brother, having never been a parent in this situation, is be all completely my dad and is living out all my dad through my son now. And so yeah, Shirda, I was like, idy, please tell me every time you got scammed, and so he went through and it was literally any time they went to get ice cream or anything. Everything. I could not believe. I was dying. And so I finally I went over to Shiloh's and you know, we were hanging out with everybody,
and then everybody went to bed. It was him and me just thought. I was like waiting you here, and then he was like, oh my god, I've become our death. Yes, dude, you and I feel you man, It's He's like yeah, but but we really did keep getting scared, like I'm sure you did, Shilah. I'm sure you did. I'm sure everybody to get you.
Yes, you're scammed, so.
That's how they get you. Still running strong in the Strong family. I'm fighting the urge on a daily basis. Now it's become a joke and hopefully Shiloh will be able to laugh at himself because oh yeah, I'm right.
I have a question. You can't bring your own socks to the trampoline part.
You have how you can bring your ones that you got the last time you came, but we always forget. So you show up and you have to get the like their socks with like the little nubbies.
You have your own grippy socks.
You have grippy socks from another place that made you buy grippy socks. Can't use those grippy socks here. You have to use you really are grippy socks. Oh, you're at Off the Wall the trampoline park, You're gonna have to use off the wall socks. You're at Chucky Cheese where they now have a trampoline, You're gonna have to use Chucky Cheese grippy socks.
That's lame.
I mean, even you go bring your own shoes. You don't have to rent them like my own shoes. Okay, you're good to go.
That's lame.
Now, I will say the liability at a trampoline park is probably very high, and like their insurance is probably very high. Same thing for even for the Chuck E cheese I just mentioned, Like, I guess if I think about the idea that they're like, listen, we're letting your kid bounce on our trampoline. A part of our insurance deal is that we know the grippy socks are approved and you have to.
Wear these, but it really is very annoying.
There was also there were layers. It was like, oh, you have to buy socks. I already paid for Indy to get in. Now I have to buy them socked. Oh and I have to buy socks. Okay, fine, well I want those green ones with the green ones are an extra feecific. There was like three layers. He was like, fine, fine, don't get it.
Yeah, I want to combine a trampoline park and paintball.
Yes, that's a good idea.
Sounds like that around dude.
We went paintballing like a couple of weeks ago and had so much fun.
You still go paved kind of. But I think since I was a.
Kid, but I was Hindy would love this. And I took him and his friend and Shiloh and Alex and we all we had so much fun. So I'm totally boring. I'm back into it. Like you get a hit, Yeah it hurts. It's so funny because otherwise it wouldn't be live. Yes, no, you're like, I mean, it is a workout. You're running around and crouching the whole time.
It's intense.
But yeah, you don't want to get hit. That's why it's fun. If it's okay to get hit. That's why laser tag is always kind of boring to me because you're like to buy your.
Own laser tag socks, which is like the worst.
Laser tag gear.
Your story writer reminds me of the fact that Adler once said to me in the car it was me, Jensen, Addler and Keaton, and Adler goes, who everybody in the city is a bad driver? And I said, what why are you saying that? He goes, because you say it every day.
Every day exactly. We become our parents, just their version of the world. So if you present to your kid that the world is full of this whole city is full of only everywhere. You're true. It's literally, you're true. He does not have any reason to not believe that. And the evidence just keeps coming. And if you believe that everybody's out to screw you and take your money, right, you're you know it. Actually I realized it goes back. My dad's father was a very very big gambler, a cheat.
He was a card cheet. So he would go around and he would he made a living cheating slot machines and cheating at poker. Oh, it's a crazy story. And my grandmother used to me, yes, it's a great story. I have so many great stories. I got to write
them down. My my grandmother used to distracked the people behind the counter, and he would have a spoon which he would use to it's called it was called the spoon that he would hide under his arm and he would tip the bucket inside slot machines like old slot machines.
Oh my god.
And then he sheat at poker and like literally he because he was a card shark. And he taught my dad some of the tricks so he could, like one of the interesting people, I've written, I've written some stuff about it. I will eventually probably write a novel version of this life, because it's pretty crazy. My dad grew up with like his the chest in his house, like where they got all their money was a chest of coins from stolen stolen from slot machines.
I want to swim in it.
But it makes sense that my dad, because he always thought his dad was a horribly unethical person for stealing all this money, that he feels like everybody's out to get him because he watched his dad get people all the time constant. So yeah, so he was like, I'm going to take a stand, and I'm not going to you know, but I'm also not Yeah, but.
By the way, I just saw of your car going like, man, everybody in this town is such bad drivers. And you're like why, and he's like, well, look, everybody else but you is going the wrong way on the freeway.
That's how I thought.
They can't drive with their knee like you.
Yeah, there you go.
It's better than driving with Jensen. Producer Jensen. Oh my god, don't.
Even yeah, don't even get me started on driving with Jensen.
No, I can't. I get nauseous thinking about driving with Jenson.
Welcome to Pond Meets World.
I'm Danielle Vishel, I'm rather Strong, and I'm Wilfordell.
Well.
We have another fun little bonus episode for you. We are going to recap, for lack of a better word, the Chicken Soup for the Kid's Soul book and franchise, which writer and I both wrote stories for.
Are we in the same book. We're in the same book, right, Uh?
Yes we are.
This one is called Chicken Soup for the Kid's Soul, one hundred and one stories of courage, hope, and laughter.
Here's what it looks like.
This is I'm so excited to just sit back and let you entertain me this book.
So just wait.
But before we get into the Chicken Soup for the Soul Book, I did want to Can I share the postcard?
Writer? Oh? Yes, of course?
What postcard? What is this?
So I opened up the book to go through it and find our stories, and this fell out. It's a Washington, DC postcard, even though I don't live there anymore. I'm going to cover up the address because it's my old my parents old address. But it's a postcard from writer Strong to me, addressed in my parents' house, and.
I sign it with my little face too that I used.
To be with your little face.
It's like I got an autograph and I'd like to share it with you because I opened it.
I opened the book this fell out and was like, oh my gosh.
And then I took a picture of it and I sent it to writer and I said, this is so fun because it just felt like I plucked a random day out of my life and.
Like went right back to it.
That's cool.
So here's what writer wrote. Hey, they're sexy. Well I'm doing it. I'm in the third.
Week of a seven week cross country road trip, loving every minute. We're doing a documentary, interviewing and meeting all kinds of crazy cats.
Crazy cats, guys, are we are? We are.
Thinking about you. It's been a while since we've talked. Hope you're loving hiatus. I have a bad feeling I might just get lost out there on the road and never show up for the table read smiley face. Anyway, we have tons to talk about. Life gets more and more dramatic. Call my mom and get our voicemail number for this trip and give me a call when you
get a chance. Give my love to your family. Nate says, Hi, I miss you all, my love writer with his little face so here, Okay, I'll zoom in so that people can see in case they've never seen the writer strong autograph face.
Yeah, it is, guys, Like it's more and more dramatic.
I thought it was so interesting that I came across this. I thought it was interesting. I came across this right after you just told us about the road trip trip.
Yeah, so that would have been ninety eight, so that was that was between Yeah, but I have no idea that I wrote to you. That's so cool. It actually just makes me feel so great because, like, you know, when you were writing your journals that you read, you know, that was like.
Two years before this, correct.
So I'm so glad that we were still because I feel like by the end of Boy, I felt way less closer to you than I did in the middle of Boy.
Yeah, but I feel it's so cool.
I was like, oh wow, even at the time when I don't remember like you and me hanging out, you were still very much in touch. I was sending you postcards from the road like It's just so it was like, oh wow, I don't think of like ninety eight as like a big year that I was hanging out with Danielle.
But it's so cool, We're so cool that we were still in touch.
That it was like it's been a couple of weeks since we had been on hiatus and you were sending me a postcard.
I love that.
I actually think you set me one too. Oh well, from your road trip, I think you did. I don't, Yeah, it'd be somewhere, but I think from your road trip, I think at one point you sent me a postcard as well.
You used to do that, used to.
Keep in to send. I used to send letters all the time, and that's I love physical letters.
What's this voicemail number thing?
So that was how we stay how we stayed in touch with people while we were on the road. We set up a voicemail and then we hand it out cards and when we interview people, we meet people, we hand them cards and had like an eight hundred number that you could call to leave a voicemail and then we could check that and then call you back from
our pay from a payphone. Because we didn't have cell phones, you know, we had course, we had pagers among us, but we didn't want to give out our pager number, you know, we had, so we had like a we had we had we set up a voicemail eight hundred number that anybody could call, and so like when we would pull into a town, we would like, if we call somebody, we leave a message and be like, all right, if we can hang out and hopefully we can see you. We're gonna be here from these days to these days,
call this one hundred blah blah blah. And then they would leave a voicemail and we'd be like, okay, we'll be there on Tuesday and meet up in New Orleans at this place. And it was crazy, it was so much fun.
I mean you we still have access to the messages there.
No. I would love that though, wouldn't.
It be fun?
Because like, I wonder you didn't give me the eight hundred number, which makes me think you didn't like have it memorized or something, or maybe it was just.
One eight hundred, hey sexy, or maybe I just didn't want it on the postcard.
So I'm saying maybe we didn't want it on the postcardind to put it out. But I wonder, like, did I call your mom and dad and get that number and then leave you a message. Did I do that? I probably did.
I'd love to hear that in ninety eight? Were we?
I mean, page, you're still all the rage, but we're ninety eight. We had car phones by ninety eight?
Did we not?
Because I had a car phone when I started.
I think we had an emergency car phone, but it was like so expensive I just didn't use it.
Yes, thirty seven dollars a minute.
Yeah, and wouldn't work in so many places. And we were like camping, and you know, we were we went backpacking, like, so we were out. You know, it was like having a voicemail where people could just leave us messages. And I kind of missed that level of communication because it was always a little fly by night. You'd pull into a city and be like, who's a available? Where can we meet up? And it's so fun. Man.
No, I do miss the idea too, of like you could go out, go for your work day, or go spend a day outside doing whatever you were doing, and then you'd have to come home at night and check your voicemail oh and just be like, oh, I hope they called, instead of like at any point in time knowing exactly how many minutes it's been since someone.
Has ghosted you.
Okay, let's jump into our Chicken Soup for the Kid's Soul. It's the nineteen ninety eight installment of the immensely popular book series Chicken Soup for the Soul. This one specifically is titled Chicken Soup for the Kid Soul one hundred and one stories of courage, hope and laughter. Now for our younger listeners who might not be aware of this book phenomenon, Chicken Soup for the Soul was a collection of self help related, inspirational true stories from every people's lives.
It was the idea of two motivational speakers, Jack Canfield and Mark Victor Hansen, who compiled stories from their audience members, then had the idea rejected by every big publisher.
In the business.
They eventually landed on a very small publisher in Florida, and the rest is history. The original series held a spot on the New York Times bestseller list continuously from nineteen ninety four to nineteen ninety eight, never leaving the chart.
Wow and also they branched into sequel titles like Chicken Soup for the Teenage Soul, Chicken Soup for the Couple's Soul, Chicken Soup for the pet Lover's Soul, and the list goes on and on, with two hundred and seventy five releases with its name and resulting in more than five hundred million copies sold worldwide. And yes, it's just them collecting other people's stories, so I guess really they're just good at editing. I wonder if people got paid for their contributions.
I don't think I did.
I don't think.
I feel like it was like an honor to be included. Yes, like, oh cool, you know you get to write something for chicken soup, and it was like cool. But yeah, so I don't think we got paid.
No, we did not.
I got to write a blurb saying I liked chicken soup.
You guys got to actually write a story like I have the one where you open it.
No, it's like Wilfredell says, this is the best book he's ever read. I have that for one of the chicken soups. Yeah, oh, you've got a blurb I do. I have, like a hey, you guys are there's a bunch.
Of blurbs in this one that we can hit too. So yeah, well, they'd eventually branch out of books. They branched into food, pet Food, a production company, and company takeovers of random media companies like Crackle and Red Box, and in twenty twenty four, the publicly traded company was forced into bankruptcy with accusations of misusing the business and
failing to pay employees. Over one thousand employees were laid off, and in case you were wondering, good, twenty six thousand red Box kiosks were shut down forever.
Wait wait wait, they were the box. They owned all of Reddy.
They bought, they bought Crackle and Red Box.
Yeah, chickens for that, I can't rent this movie.
Well, at least twenty six thousand red Box kiosks we still have.
There's still a Red Box in our roofs.
The Red Box are still, right, is there?
Well, just so you know, I follow the Red Box trauma and they all closed. But some of the Red Boxes have not been picked up, right, Okay?
Yeah, the one, the one at our Ralphs will.
But there's I'm looking online. It says there's one open on Ninth Street in Los Angeles. What does that mean?
They haven't been updated? It's not that's not up web. They're all gone.
So you if you went there and actually grabbed the you could rent like the first Jumanji movie and that would be it because everything else is.
There are people, there are people who have been like stealing the Red Boxes, breaking into them. It's a whole thing.
Oh my god, I can't, no, I do This was a chicken soup for the Soul out to do all this stuff, and thousand employees did buy it after the fact, like after.
The kind of recently, not that long ago.
They failed with it.
Because red Box was also it was always like super conservative, right, because they would they.
Will have to edit chicken soup for the Soul it fits.
Yeah, no, but they would. I just I thought it was like a either a really Christian organization. But I just remember you had to have separate edits sometimes for movies, like some movies had to edit for the Red Box because red Box from Kerry's sexually explicit or like so movies that were like on the bubble, they would have a Red Box edit sometimes because they were concerned. They were like more conservative than the you know, the ratings board.
I'm not sure how many of their books included celebrities, but this specific installment included stories from their normal array of diverse voices, but also famous people like Wright or Strong and myself, Chuck Norris, Keenan and Kel, former Boy Meets World co star Kathy Ireland, Shaquille O'Neill, and Jessica Stroup.
And the foreword was from Muhammad Ali.
Cool when, by the way, to go along with this, when chicken Soup is sick, it has Chuck Norris.
Just say you know, Charles, Charles, please, how dare you so writer?
As you mentioned, you remember feeling like this was a big honor to get to write something for them.
What do you remember about about this process?
I think I talked about it on the show before. I remember getting asked and being excited, and then I had written my college application essay, which this is a version of, so this I just adjusted. I forget. I would love to find my original essay because it was different, but I just kind of took that essay, you know, the idea of this poem and my grandfather and my relationship with him, and sort of made that into the
chicken soup. And then I remember them coming back and making me change a bunch because they thought the vocabulary was too complicated or hard for kids. And I pushed back a little bit, and I remember David Combs, and I liked debating and discussing and then settling with what's in there? Which I hadn't read since I saw And I was it's so, I don't know, it's okay.
I can't wait. I can't wait. I want to hear it.
I want you to read it for us, please. It's called my grandfather's gift.
Oh God, so painful that the voice itself is just so boring, Oh writer, my grandfather's gift. A child's life is like a piece of paper on which every person leaves a mark Chinese proverb. When I was a child, storytelling was an active part of my upbringing. My parents fostered any activity that might exercise my imagination. As a result of this encouragement, I have indeed become the modern
version of a storyteller, an actor. Surprisingly, not one relative on either side of my family has ever taken up this profession before. The only person to whom I can trace a storytelling gene is my grandfather on my mother's side. This grandfather, in the great tradition of grandfather's everywhere, has always been a source of wisdom in my life. When I was younger, my entire family would go camping, and as it grew dark, we would roast marshmallows around a
fire and listen to my grandfather recite a poem. It was always the same poem that my grandfather would recite from memory. When my grandfather was fourteen, he discovered the poem in a book of verse. He was working with horses at the time, and he had read the poem only two or three times. When one of his horses had gotten loose, he was forced to chase the horse for miles, and somewhere in the course of the chase, he lost the book after only committing the first half
of the poem to memory. He tried for years to find another copy of the poem, but not knowing the author's name, he gave up his search, content to have memorized only the beginning. My First Cigar is a poem about a child's first attempt at smoking. Neither my grandfather nor I have ever smoked, but the poem contained such an endearing quality of innocent introspection that I was always thoroughly entertained by it. It was not just the poem
that got to me. It was the light in my grandfather, the lilt in his speech, and the sweeping movements of his arms that would passionately involve me in the verse. Each one of these performances would be cut short when my grandfather would shrug and say, that's as far as I memorized, and we would all nod and be left wondering how the poem ended. We accepted his inability to
finish because we all knew why he could not. Last year, about seventy years from the time my grandfather had originally found the poem, he installed a computer system in his local library free of charge. As a return favor, he asked the library researchers to try to find my first cigar. Several months later, one of them sent him the poem through the mail. I remember reading the rest of it for the first time with joy. My grandfather has never
recited the poem since, and I have never asked him to. Perhaps, now that my grandfather knows the poem's ending, his personal involvement with it is complete. For me, the story was better when it was incomplete, when it still had a future. I've since become actively involved in poetry, both reading and writing,
and I credit my interest in my grandfather entirely. It was a wonderful moment not long ago when I was meming Wordsworth's poem My heart leaps up aloud, and my grandfather surprised me when he said, I know that poem and was able to recite it with me. He had enjoyed the poem many years ago. I was memorizing it myself, and it was here that our two generations were bridged.
After seventeen years of knowing my grandfather better than most people I know in my life, every now and then he still decides to open the treasure chest that is his mind and surprise me with a gift of wisdom.
So beautiful, I love it. Do you want to do you want to read the poem?
Then?
My first cigar?
Sure? Okay, my first cigar? Actually does it say who it's by? It doesn't have the author's name on here. Because they finally found it. We should probably get that. Twas just behind the woodshed. One glorious summer day far o'er the hills, the sinking sun pursued its western way, and in my safe seclusion, removed from or the jar and dim of Earth's confusion. I smoked my first cigar. It was my first cigar. It was my worst cigar, raw, green, dank,
hide bound and rank. It was my first cigar, ah bright, the boyish fancies, wrapped in smoke, wreath blue. My eyes grew dim, My head was light. The woodshed round me flew dark night closed in around me, black night without a star, grim death. Methought had found me and spoiled my first cigar. It was my first cigar, a six for five cigar, no violer torch, the air could scorch. It was my first cigar. All pallid was my beaded brow. The really night was late. My startled mother cried in fear,
my child, What have you ate? I heard my father's smothered laugh. It seemed so strange and far. I knew he knew. I knew he knew. I'd smoked my first cigar. It was my first cigar, a giveaway cigar. I could not die. I knew not why it was my first cigar. Since then, I've stood in reckless ways. I've dared what men can dare. I've mocked a danger, walked with death. I've laughed at pain and care. I do not dread
what may befall neath my malignant star. No frowning fate again can make me smoke my first cigar.
Now I'm curious how far into the poem did did he recite?
How pretty far? There's what he actually did now that I'm looking at it. He actually he he remembered the mom and the dad part and put that stanza earlier. So he actually was missing about half the palm. But he had remembered the parents reaction and that was where he ended it. But there was also a part of above that that that was also.
So he had like yeah, he just he just remembered his.
Favorite parts and then he couldn't remember how it ended, which is too bad because the ending is hysterical, you know, the idea that like I'm now the greatest, bravest person because I can survive my cigar. But it was always just about you know, he would stand up and swing his arms and it would just get us all laughing, and you know, you know, but yeah, it was so funny, like it's and it's crazy that they let me include
because it's about smoking. Like now, I don't think they would ever do that, but you know, I mean, I guess in a way. It's a it's anti smoking, it's.
Kind of anti smoking. It sounds pretty awful.
The poet is Robert J. Burdette. By the way, Robert J. Burdette my first cigar. Well, from that beautiful story of of you and your grandfather and poetry, I'd like to give you a sharp contrast to to who you.
Were as people and I.
My story that I wrote was called a Friend by Danielle Fischell, and it starts with a quote friendships multiply joys and divide grief by Thomas Fuller.
Here we go.
Recently, one of my best friends, whom I've shared just about everything with since the first day of kindergarten, spent the.
Weekend with me.
Since I moved to a new town several years ago, we've both always looked forward to the few times a year when we can see each other. Over the weekend, we spent hours and hours staying up late into the night talking about the people she was hanging around with. She started telling me stories about her boyfriend, about how he experimented with drugs and was into other self destructive behavior.
I was blown away. She told me how she had been.
Lying to her parents about where she was going, and even sneaking out to see this guy because they didn't want her around him. No matter how hard I tried to tell her that she deserved better, she didn't believe me. Her self respect seemed to have disappeared. I tried to convince her that she was ruining her future pooh and heading for big trouble. I felt like I was getting nowhere. I just couldn't believe that she really thought that it was acceptable to hang with a bunch of losers, especially
her boyfriend. By the time she left, I was really worried about her and exhausted by the experience. It had been so frustrating. I had come close to telling her several times during the weekend that maybe we had just grown too far apart to continue our friendship, but I didn't. I put the power of friendship to the ultimate test. We'd been friends for far too long. I had to hope that she valued me enough to know that I was trying to save her from hurting herself. I wanted
to believe that our friendship could conquer anything. A few days later, she called to say that she had thought long and hard about our conversation, and then she told me that she had broken up with her boyfriend. I just listened on the other end of the phone with tears of joy running down my face. It was one of the truly rewarding moments in my life. Never had I been so proud of a friend. And then after the story, there are small submissions from teens and preteens
about what they believe a friend is like. A friend never blames everything on you or helps you get up when you fall at the roller skating rink. But before we get into theirs, I kick it off with some of my wisdom. A friend won't allow you to self distract, will take all the time that's needed, no matter what time of day, to listen to your problems and give
you her best advice. Is someone who can open up and be herself around you, will swallow her pride to take your advice, will never write you off.
By Daniel Fish, So, I mean.
Do you remember I'm a nark?
So you're the one who had had my girlfriend break up with me just because I was doing drugs.
That was me and I was a very good little nark. If you or anyone you.
Know you did not knark on anybody.
That's show you gave advice.
I thought, and the first time through I was like, oh, wait, is this about her giving an ultimatum to her friend because you said I made the ultima sacrifice. But then I reread it was like, oh no, she actually is a very mature point, which is like, I'm not going to not be your friend. I'm going to love you and trust you, but I'm also going to be straight with you. Y how old were you?
Nineteen ninety eight, so, I mean at this point, by the time it was printed, I was seventeen. But this conversation did happen when I was around fifteen?
Yeah, because I was seventeen. I said, I said something about seventeen in mine, so I thought, I figured.
Yeah, this conversation. I remember this conversation.
I remember the situation and we were we were to fourteen or fifteen?
What kind of drugs?
I don't really remember. I don't remember.
I mean, did this guy like smoke a joint once or was certain smack?
No, I don't, I don't remember. I don't remember what it was. I also remember that what I didn't include in the book is I think he had also like grabbed her by the arm. He had gotten he'd even gotten like physical with her, and it was like, I, really this was a This was not somebody that and I was really shocked that she was. She had never been the type to seem like this would be somebody she would be attracted to. So it was like a really shocking weekend. But yeah, it's.
Too bad you can't get specific because you know, I feel like left in the generic terms of he was doing, he was a loser. It's kind of like, you know, you could just go the goody two shoes who sucks, But if you know, the specifics are kind of the point in this sex. You know, like your judgment should be based on actually what you were judging, and we should be able to hear that. Otherwise it's kind of.
Like exactly, And that's what I think.
My biggest takeaway from the story was was like, either I either didn't because I felt like it was a personal story of my friend and so I didn't want to give the details, or they.
Wouldn't allow me to give the details. They may not have wanted me to.
Are you still friends with this person?
No, I haven't seen her in forever.
Unfortunately she's dating a loser because she was dating a loser.
She was dating. This is what happens.
I said, you know what, we've just grown too far apart.
There's no one phrase other self destructive behavior. That's just doing a lot of work in this exactly what does others self destructive? What are other things you.
Don't need to know?
Just trust me, he's a loser not going to church, for instance, saying nighttime prayers.
You know, who knows what Danielle was.
Upsets what Danielle could have been so curious about? But I yeah, anyway, we writer and I were very different teens.
It's a difficultween seventeen and fifteen too, Like.
Yeah, that's true, that's true.
Well, thank you for taking this trip down memory lane with the chicken soup for the soul with us. If you need any advice on how to not you know, be an arc, or how to call your friend's boyfriend's losers, or.
If you I'm also looking your first cigar.
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