back when I was young we ,my uncle and sister and friends of the family would head out in are musle cars out side of Kc, to were the river creaks ran back along the road and set on a bridge at night from10 to 2, drinking coors and bush and bud beer the nights ware hot and full of sounds from the radio. led play we’d light up and smell the water rolling of the sides of the bank. we laught a lot back then.sprits in the night…
Ethyl Alcohol was a bad marriage for me . . .
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