My grandma came over to bake bread for the stuffing on Thanksgiving and while her and I were busy baking, Marshall kept my grandpa company. My grandpa looked at the foosball table and said "what is this?" It was over from there. Him and Marshall played and played. It was hilarious. My grandpa and Marshall have always gotten along really well, maybe it is there same dry sense of humor ;o) After several rounds, they decided to watch clips on the internet about falconry. Marshall is now trying to convince my grandpa to get a falcon to train and my grandpa is trying to talk me into getting Marshall one for his birthday. Um... no thanks!
My grandma came over to bake bread for the stuffing on Thanksgiving and while her and I were busy baking, Marshall kept my grandpa company. My grandpa looked at the foosball table and said "what is this?" It was over from there. Him and Marshall played and played. It was hilarious. My grandpa and Marshall have always gotten along really well, maybe it is there same dry sense of humor ;o) After several rounds, they decided to watch clips on the internet about falconry. Marshall is now trying to convince my grandpa to get a falcon to train and my grandpa is trying to talk me into getting Marshall one for his birthday. Um... no thanks!
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That's the cutest thing ever!
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