I worked with this goofy phuquer from Donna. We shared a survey shack. Middle of summer he’d close all the windows and turn off the window A/C unit. He only knew three things in a car. Gas pedal, brake pedal, and radio knob. And he couldn’t operate any of em.
Founder
Ancient Order of the 1895 Winchester
"Come, shall we go and kill us venison?
And yet it irks me the poor dappled fools,
Being native burghers of this desert city,
Should in their own confines with forked heads
Have their round haunches gored."
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