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Eric and I wrote this song while he was desperately ill this summer and couldn't work. He had just been told he had shingles, but we knew something else was up. We were reminiscing the other night about it, so we decided to share it with all of you!






Here are a couple of photos to go along with the song...


He pulled his hamstring during city league football a couple seasons ago and kept playing on it. The second pic is of course, his shingles. We didn't take any pictures of the kidney stones, sorry. :)





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  1. AnonymousMay 23, 2010 at 9:42 AM

    Hey...post the words, cuz it's hard to hear all of them...and such a classic tune needs to be sung along with (to)! LOVED it!

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  2. Jen SadlerMay 23, 2010 at 11:25 AM

    Makes me giggle!

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  3. UnknownMay 25, 2010 at 11:46 PM

    Finally I get to hear the song again...loved it!!! Your pics and story is great, and I am soooo glad you didn't stop after the "cancer" this way not the main topic!!! See ya soon

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  4. CaitlinMay 26, 2010 at 11:14 AM

    Hey! I agree with your mom-post the words- I can't hear it all!

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  5. bigrd1530May 27, 2010 at 11:02 AM

    You two need to take this show on the road under the moniker "Two Cutest People Alive"

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