My brother had one of those deadly mustard gas contraptions in his bedroom!
He was too lazy to walk down the hall for a cold one. It had that big round cowling on the top that looked like something off the motor of a crop duster.
My poor mom. That guy, doing weelies down the street at sixty per on his Matchless, shooting out the street light with a shotgun from his bedroom window, girls sneaking thru the bedroom window in broad daylight! The cops knew him by name. I look like the pope compared to that guy.
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He was too lazy to walk down the hall for a cold one. It had that big round cowling on the top that looked like something off the motor of a crop duster.
My poor mom. That guy, doing weelies down the street at sixty per on his Matchless, shooting out the street light with a shotgun from his bedroom window, girls sneaking thru the bedroom window in broad daylight! The cops knew him by name. I look like the pope compared to that guy.
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