I'm not an emotional man. I don't cry at movies. I crack jokes at funerals. But yesterday when my one year-old godson wrapped his little mitt around my finger to walk me over to watch the sea lions, I was almost, ALMOST overcome with human-like emotion. It was all I could do to choke said emotion back down into my gut and, just to prove it, beat him up in front of his mama. But I'll always remember that short walk to the sea lions.
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