Grumpy Old Men...
When I was about ten or eleven a grumpy old man (who shall remain nameless) pulled my dad aside one day at the maildock and asked if he knew about his sons jumping off the roof.
"Yes", my dad replied.
"And what are you gonna do about it?", asked the grumpy old man.
"Nothing." said my dad.
It is a tradition that I've been doing for over 25 years and I hope it doesn't stop. However, this summer there were a lot of dangerous jokers being extremely reckless.
I guess this is just one of those arguments that could go on for a while.
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Dream out loud.
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