RobbieTunes

Fences make it too hard to "borrow" your neighbor's lawn mower, so we didn't have them to whitewash. As Boy Scouts, we did burn some grassland, nearly derail a train. In fact, quite near the ride route in both cases. I do know where a lot of the caves are, and the trout (Grady). Perhaps, on the ride, I can show you where the man with the webbed feet was murdered, two places where I totaled Chevrolets, the only place in town a Sunbeam Tiger ever parked, the best place to learn tennis, the oldest Protestant church in the territories, iab's Red Rooster, and where a man from Chicago paid me $25 to oil his car door hinges (an actual AAA service call). I can show you where an outlaw motorcycle club "borrowed" a friend's car for some hill-climbing, and then gave it back, undamaged (do not crash their parties), and where I caught a cousin with a cane pole and a nightcrawler. We had to walk about a mile to a gas station to get the hook out. I trailed him with the pole and line, because we never thought to cut the line. He got even by stealing my girlfriend in high school.