You need to have my dog, STARR! ride in your car...You won't care about dust anymore...there will be so much white hair you could weave sweaters and seat covers with it.
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Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming ...."WOW! What a ride!!!!!"
LUNCH with THEOLDMAN...On a break for now...