Dan and his fiance are expecting a child.
All has gone well so far, I’ve laughed a lot, and I’ve been reminded of some doozy stories.
Like the one where I cleared out Mrs. Kuhn’s junior Psychology class because of a terrible fart. Mrs. Kuhn actually took the time to say from her podium before evacuating the room. “Bradley…You_are_Rotten.” Adolescence cursed me with disgusting gas. Good times, huh? Awkward!