wiltbank
Ive forgotten how to listen to people.
Back in Nam I broke alot of bones. But none of them were mine. There was this one little communist guy that had a big mouth. So I made it really big and broke his jaw bone.
I saw a crew once. At least i think it was a crew. Maybe it was a gang or somethin. But the were wearing long withe sheets and tall pointy hats.
I was put in a P.O.W camp in Nam. That place freakin sucked.
I wore a camo bandana back in the days i was fightin in Vietnam. Nam was some crazy crap happenin.
ill show you a deadbolt.
I knocked on the door of this one trailer and a hippie lookin dude came out. He had a glass tube type thing with green stuff in it and his eyes were all blood shot.
I got tis nifty little knife when i was four and it has a bunch of fancy gadgets.
There was this one guy that had a lot of strength. Then I mad him mad and he used his strength. Now I only have one arm.
i made plans to build an awsome chicken coop. But that one guy stole them and fried them like bacon on a Friday night.
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