Children home from school, homework done- play a bit of video games.

Dinner is prepared and severed, but I am missing a plate.

Friends sit ’round and laugh together at the instant classic sit-com series premier.

Drinks are spilling over, far too many shots made, and “Okay, just one beer” turned into a case.

People ready for bed, it’s the end of the day.

While mine is at its inception.

Working on the grave.

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