

Join Tom Bodett as he invites us to spend a thoroughly entertaining visit with
our old friends at the End of the Road. From babysitting disasters to the strangest
set of wedding bells Alaska ever saw, life takes some strange turns – and
then again, goes on pretty much as usual.

…He had the door open and was about to walk in when he saw Fanny in front
of him and became aware of someone on his heels. He turned, saw Tamara, and politely
tried to stand aside and grab the door with his other hand. Unfortunately, he’d
forgotten that he didn’t have another hand anymore, and the door swung
into the side of his head.
The bang on the noggin’ didn’t hurt nearly as much as
the strain on the stump of his right arm as it involuntarily wagged
in the air as it would have if the rest of it were attached and trying
to rub his head. The muscles were still pretty sore and he tried not
to move it around too much, but he hadn’t gotten control of these
reflex actions yet. It still hadn’t gotten all the way through
Ed’s thick head that he was one short in the arm department….
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