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Want to know how to have fun on a Friday night? Try 5 hours in the ER! Dave took a line drive to the face last night at softball practice. 5 hours, 1 CT Scan and 8 stitches later we were home at 1:30am. Fun, fun! (all kidding aside, Dave and I decided that this was practically a date for us. We can't remember the last time we had nearly 5 hours of adult conversation with each other.) He's fine; just a big fat eye and a big fat headache today.
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