
Originally Posted by
Aldo
Flashers on, all paperwork visible, both hands on the wheel. window down when he strolled up, Plenty of yes sirs, I apolgize sir, yes sir, no sir, yes sir...
That's the story you told your kids. Tell us how you really got out of it.
You can cut me off from the civilized world. You can incarcerate me with two moronic cellmates. You can torture me with your thrice daily swill, but you cannot break the spirit of a Winchester. My voice shall be heard from this wilderness, and I shall be delivered from this fetid and festering sewer.
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