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Burn Unit,
I will tell you that, in the above missive, one Mantooth anecdote is 100% false and one is 100% true. As to which one - well - I'll see you in Hell, my friend!
First off, Burn, unless Dad is talking about his glory days on Emergency or has his face half stuck in a bottle of Mogen-Davis, he is a compulsive liar.
He likes to deny my existence because he can't handle the fact that I chose not to follow in his acting footsteps. The last time I saw him was 1984. He threw a 3/4 full gallon bottle of Von's brand rum at my head and yelled "You ain't no Jack Webb".
Well, I will tell you my friend, that stung pretty damn deep but us Mantooths have our pride and that was pretty much the last time we spoke.
What's ironic is that we only live a block and a half away from each other to this very day. On - you guessed it - Rampart.
It looks like his wee-wee turned into his butt!
Nice, and horrifying, work...
I feel you. I have/had the same experiences as yourself. I've come to the conclusion that "reality" is whichever one you have to deal with over 85% of the time.
Anything that falls in the other 15% I chalk up to "bad dreams"....
Consider our blood debt repaid my friend.
...for the love Zig, but I'm trying (not saying I will succeed) to not use one task for another. I'm sure as things become for daunting, I'll rethink this opinion.
Thanks for the help........very much appreciated. You, my friend, are a smash hit.
How long did that take you? And, by the way, I love any song that has peanuts inserted into it. Slightly disappointed you didn't add any nougat, but I'll live....
....is a smash hit. Nice job.