Tuesday, August 7, 2018

It's The Wine, Jake, It's The Wine

You know, I never could stand an Austin Healy but I surely did love to hear that engine. It was a sight to behold, too. The motor, I mean. When I was a kid, there was a chimpanzee in the neighborhood who drove one. Only with his trainer in the passenger seat, of course.

If only my memories rhymed! 

Kenny Golding threw a five pound bag of sugar out of a third story window during Spanish class. It conked Sybil Evans on the noggin and knocked her out cold. Ruined cheerleader practice, needless to say.

One day I'm gonna write a book.

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