One of my long time good friends died today.
Two things you need to know about him:
1. He wasn't an asshole.
2. He was the driver of the car in the infamous bowling shoe caper of 1975.
It's a gas, gas, gas!
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"It's over for us. If this oil comes ashore, it's just over for us," Rowell said angrily, rubbing his forehead. "Nobody wants no oily shrimp."
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(Beasel was intended to rhyme with Weasel...it's a family inside joke that doesn't work here at all. I'm tired. That is all.)
(WASN'T.
I'm going to bed.)
RIP Papa Bear
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