This could be my longest post...17 was a rough year.
Stole pumpkins from a church sale, tossed them out the back of a truck at mailboxes, following cars, oncoming cars, we aimed low on the oncoming ones but it was still kind of stupid.
Me and some friends spent an entire summer fucking up our neiborhood asshole's lawn with our cars/trucks, got stuck and had to reverse out on more than one occasion, turned his sidewalk black with tire marks, laughed as him and his kids shovled dirt out of his pickup to fix our handywork.
Found out that ford trucks with Al driveshafts have a speed limiter at 103 that shuts off the damn truck...while traveling south on the skyway, while trying to restart locked the steering wheel up, almost missed the slow left bend there.
Cut off a white caddy cimmeron in chiefland with a carload of friends in h.s., and continued down the road that leads from the springs to us19 with the speedo buried, ignoring the slow ass car trying to chase me down as it faded rather quickly, slowed to 71 near the town saw a cop straddling the center line w/lights flashing pulled over and discovered i ran the chief of police and his wife off the damn road.
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it is the soldier, not the reporter who has given us the freedom of the press,
it is the soldier, not the poet who has given us the freedom of speech,
it is the soldier, not the campus organizer who gives us the freedom to demonstrate,
it is the soldier, who saluted the flag, who serves under the flag, and whose coffin is draped by the flag,who allows the protester to burn the flag.
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