"'CAUSE HE'S NICK BURNS, YOUR

"'CAUSE HE'S NICK BURNS, YOUR COMPANY'S PLAYGROUND GUY"

To the couple who lay on a playground bench getting in touch with themselves for a half-hour tonight while I pushed their toddler on a swing ("More swing, Daddy!"), kept her from tossing Tiny Girl's toys in the sandbox, and made sure she didn't kill herself on a jungle gym set. . . "By the way, YOU'RE WELCOME!"

June 23, 2004 | Permalink | Subscribe to RSS

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