the first year i went back to texas, i visited my old house. i asked the new owner if i could check it out. he said no. i came back the next day, and i snuck in the backyard. (boo YA) jimmy was afraid i was going to get shot. i ran onto the deck and stood right where my dad & papa are in this picture. they carved our last name in the cement as they were building the deck. and i got a picture of it! so put that in your pipe (new owner) and smoke it!
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