Here is me, typing at my Remington Rand. I know many of you have wondered what I look like, so... wonder no more.
I need a haircut. It's getting long. I look like a hippy.
Remember when I told you how Breda shot me in the throat with Jay's snubbie? Well, now you know why I was unscathed.
Tapocketa-Pocketa-Pocketa; Aviation Ed. - Flying into DFW Airport in a Stearman: Why, I don't know.
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