Happy sun-shiny days are coming sooner than expected. I'm going to the airfield that Ollie North built. If I'm burned, poisoned, eaten, or drowned, so be it. Full report whence I return from the jungle. Howlin' Monkey out.
I'm an unpaid hat-shaper and and out-of-work plant doctor and the inventor of the Super Snorkel Bladder Breather. I'm also the lead singer of Fiber Optic Suicide Knob & the Beat Transformers.
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