This news just in:
Tricia is no longer a Hooters Virgin. I received the news directly from her only minutes ago. She apparently indulged in a feast of Shrimp and a Buffalo Chicken Sandwich (my favorite) this afternoon, appropriately washed down with a (shared) pitcher of beer. I am proud.
"I only wish I had gotten medium or hot sauce on the sandwich," she admitted. Evidence that she is, in fact...family.
There is always next time, my dear sister. There is always next time.
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