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Originally Posted by Squidly
Never thought of it that hard but it does remind me of an experience I had in Ohio in 1968. State Trooper picks me and my buddy up for for hitching on the interstate. Locks us up in the Mayberry jail and makes a loud comment to the cute jail secretary I'll never forget. " Must me spring, the flowers and the hippies are coming out". Well, I did not know I was a hippie till someone said I was. My thought for a nothing evening.
BTW, my buddy was holding 2 ounces of mexican in his trench coat. Mr Trooper never searched us,lol.
Oh yeah, the cute blonde looked over at us, winked and giggled after he made his comment.
All things weigh differently, many have no scale.
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You are not only warmed up you are NOTHING but on fire. Looks like we have an overnight crew again.
NOTHING ever stays the same. For those who cannot accept change it is a pretty tough life because it is like trying to stop a freight train or like cursing the build out in The Villages.