when I was 6 my folks bought me a die-cast Ford tractor that was nearly the size of a chihuahua(sp?) . . . living in rural Kansas, I was obsessed with tractors, especialy backhoes. Within about a year we moved to Oklahoma . . . and the tractor was stolen from our front curb.
When I was 10 I got a Diamond Back Silver Streak bicycle (Way Cool!) and Michael Jackson's "Thriller" Album . . . I think I may still have that album.
" . . . you wanna be startin' somethin', you gotta be startin' somethin' . . . "
Sweet!
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C.R. Pants
(The Resident Liberal)
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