Automatic Transfiguration Conquistadorian
Monday, January 31, 2005
From left to right: My brother, Wayne, my father, Henry A. Norsworthy, my second doggie, Roscoe, and me. The time was 1958.
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My mama always told me if you can't say something nice about someone, shoot 'em.
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My mama always told me if you can't say something nice about someone, shoot 'em.