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I just love my old grandad. He was born in Kentucky, I think he has aged well. He joins us at family parties. He sits staight and tall but rarely, if ever, says anything. He brings warmth and good cheer while he quietly sits listening. Sometimes I look for him at the grocery store, though I seldom see him there. I just love my Old Grandad. He is the head of the bourbon family. Old Grandad. Kentucky Straight Bourbon Whiskey.
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Feb 6, 2020
Feb 6, 2020 at 8:45 PM UTC
My Old Grandad
I just love my old grandad. He was born in Kentucky, I think he has aged well. He joins us at family parties. He sits staight and tall but rarely, if ever, says anything. He brings warmth and good cheer while he quietly sits listening. Sometimes I look for him at the grocery store, though I seldom see him there. I just love my Old Grandad. He is the head of the bourbon family. Old Grandad. Kentucky Straight Bourbon Whiskey.
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Feb 6, 2020
Feb 6, 2020 at 8:45 PM UTC
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