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| Dr. Ashby made it to Lawrence at the early hour of 3AM. We had a deRicious gooey granola/yogurt/raisin bran breakfast!- all in one bowl of course. |
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| Soon enough the Jerb rolled into town in all suspended glory, extolling unfamiliar vocabulary such as Capon and Tumescence while critiquing Mamie's artworks. |
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| Yes. This is the first Ashby/Lippincott Sr. occasion. It was highly entertaining as well as stomach turning. |
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| When the doctor rolled into town, we learned that clutter can just hold itself in by sheer, unbridled Rock N Roll. Who needs boxes and bags!?!?! |
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| Brudddahhhs |
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| The Lone Dr. Ashby's last moments before moving on to the open road. He will be missed and loved always in this basementally retarded abode. |
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