I remember when this first aired (my mother is a Crosby fan). There's so much subtext in this duet, much of which I didn't understand at the time. I'll let y'all puzzle it out.
Free Fiction Monday: The Disappearance of Wicked
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Everyone hates Wicked the dog. Wicked, the aptly named baggage, who arrived
with the next door neighbor’s daughter and granddaughter after they escaped
his...
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