Wednesday, October 12, 2005

Prose Stylist in Family continues to spew forth literary genious

from my uncle to my brother

> Rambo, Northern Cal. was so awesome. Went cruising
> through the ancient
> redwood forests.My neck was a little tender from
> looking up so much. Rolly
> Polly hills on 101. Trudging up one side then
> likitty split down the other.
> Near fatality's with rolly polly motorhomes. You get
> these old codgers who
> can't drive an automobile and put them behind the
> wheel of these rolling ft
> knox's, it can only mean certain dobicles. They
> would moe you down and turn
> you into another grease spot on the road and not
> even know it. Oh, the
> humanity. Had one flat, and many fine mammeries.
> Maybe we can all meet in
> Frisco.
>
> KEEP PUNCHIN, AND WATCHOUT FOR THAT
> THUNDEROUS UPPER CUT___
> literally KICK THEIR ASS, G****

rkd

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