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A Moose In A Mud Bog?

July 21, 2011 at 8:20 am · Filed under Crazy stuff, funny stuff, Mostly fiction, Stories, the good old days ·Tagged , , , , , , , , ,

My high school pal and teammate, Gary Williams, likes to poke fun at me about some of the adventures I write about. I don’t mind; the old fart is getting along in years, and his memory isn’t that sharp anymore, so I let him prattle on. I know he doesn’t mean any harm, and when it comes to being quick witted, he’s pretty much a non-threat. But enough about that; let me tell you how me and ol’ Gare squared off for the tennis championship one fine spring day. Read the rest of this entry »

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