Nate and Oha like Driggs Pizza the best of anywhere in the whole world it seems. On this chilly Saturday in March, the three of us took a walk around town. We first hit the candy store, then walked through the gentle snow to Driggs Pizza, where the three of us alternated "telling stories." While Ron's and my stories usually involved pizza and bizarre adventures, Nate's stories went something like this: "D'are was d'is boy (giggle).. And hiz name... was POOPIE (giggle)." Ron and I tried not to laugh that hard -- why encourage poopie stories? -- but we couldn't help it.
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