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from the take out to the put in and a couple of boater from Vermont(?) ( not ? as to were they from Vermont but ? as to why they were that far from Vermont) stop and we climb in the lady looks at my son and say who is that? i say I don't know he was here when I showed up. she gets all freaked out and say where what is he doin here to which I replied " well I'd say he is a mirgrant farm worker here for the Gin sing harvest." It was at this point the old man got involved and started on a disertation about the issue of Gin sing harvesting in the wild. The sounded like LOC talked the whole way and his wife was hangin on every word. he didn't even stop as we indicated where to let us off and and said thanks. He was still talkin as they drove off. My son looks at me and says who were they dad and I say oh just a couple of Yankees , to which he replies they're weird. Out of the mouth of babes |
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I don't wee how you all won that war. Yesterday me and my six year old son were hitchhikin New 
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