Me and Vance ditched Tim Burns' art class at Eldorado in the winter of '76 to hustle up some cash from unsuspecting strangers. He didn't have a real beard, so we took Vance's long golden locks and stuffed them in his mouth.
This kid wasn't buying it.
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Nonetheless, we made enough to buy two bagels, a quart of Schlitz, and some strawberry rolling papers.
Monday, December 13, 2010
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You just can not put a price on memories like that.....
ReplyDelete....I still have the papers!
Everytime I smell strawberries I want to get high....
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