was Missy’s dad. I was twelve, in junior high, when he showed me how to mix White Russians (only for him, not us) and how to shoot empty coke cans from the end of a leaf blower.
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was Missy’s dad. I was twelve, in junior high, when he showed me how to mix White Russians (only for him, not us) and how to shoot empty coke cans from the end of a leaf blower.
Brought to you by x365
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