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Sunday, May 23, 2010

Marching to His Own Beat

So...drove by a bit ago. He was working on his crotch rocket motor bike in his front yard. He had his hair (long hair) in pigtails..braided, and was wearing a Burger King Crown on his head.

As I drove back by on my way home, he was on his porch. Same hair, same crown, but now he was waving around a small American Flag. You know, like the ones they hand out at parades. And he was marching, in place.

I forgot to mention he had a giant tube of fireworks propping open his front door not long ago. I can only imagine what he will be doing on Memorial Day!

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