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I can’t live a lie anymore. I feel like I need to be honest with everyone that is reading this. There is no Barney. I know it comes as a shock to most of you. I don’t have a friend named Barney that desperately needed his passport to go on a cruise leaving in two days now. It’s me. I am that Barney. I’m sorry for any problems I have caused, and hope that none of you ever doubt what I say is true. And although this entire paragraph is ridiculously sarcastic, I did want to give you an update on my passport situation.
They are here. We went out to lunch, where oddly enough, we ran into David Crowder and his wife, Toni, and when we came back to the house there were three Fed-Ex envelopes. Three. One, my birth certificate. Two, my passport. Three, Cooper’s passport, which by the way is really funny to see a 3 month old baby with a passport photo. Thanks for everyone’s encouragement.
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