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Monster Bum

Originally Posted by
droy1958
I was raised quite poor myself as my father had a heart attack in 1969 and was disabled. My brother and I started selling door to door when I was 11 to get groceries for the family . We lived in an old cabinet shop and I slept in a hallway with concrete floors. To get a little extra money, my dad would pay me 25 cents for every mouse I would catch. I guess I'm trying to say that I'm saving my Gurkhas for as long as I can....
What is your address again???
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