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The motel manager where we stayed last weekend, in Huntington Beach, wanted to give me some sort of award since several of his other customers "mentioned" something about my car...I guess it was from when I came off the trailer and left for the show, about 7:30 Saturday morning. My car wasn't nearly as annoying as all the dammm car alarms screeching. As I was checking out, Sunday morning, the lady asked me if everything had been OK and I told her yes, except for the teenagers running around the walkways at 2am that morning. I told her I'd paid it forward the morning before. She said she'd heard....
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Karlos
"In the Land of the Pigs, The Butcher is King"
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