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Jay's dad is now driving the bus. We have a full set of
back tires on the way.
He just climbed the curb on our real wheel tire. Its sagging
about 3 inches because of the added load. Jay's dad is cornering
hard enough to slide couches, slamming on brakes, the whole deal
Tom just woke up-- "We went to a golf course??"
Jay and Jay's dad at the helm
10:40 Hamish:
Jay's House. We wanted to be polite and stay outside
but they insisted-- which is good because Jay's STEPmom has
a pretty good rack. A bead-worthy rack I do say. I can
say that because she's his STEPmom.
Tom lost a quarter to a turned-off slot machine. Now
we are going to get new rear tires from some guy-- one of the
three in town who can do this. I'm sure the front tires
are in perfectly good shape and hey, what's a front blow-out
anyway?
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