In 1994 I fell off of a mixer truck. After painful surgeries and lots of delicious, and now demonized (I HOPE you folks are not part
of any 3 lettered cult that gets erect when minding my business) narcotics...well I had a lot of time on my hands, folks. May I call you Folks?
Even better may I...
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