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I was coming home from work one night many years ago in my loud obnoxious beat up corvette. I see 4 young cute girls sitting next to their car, hood open, flashers on. I stop, and ask if they need any help., They ran for the car, locked the doors, and were screaming at me to leave them alone. I guess their parents taught them well, but honestly , my intentions were good.
At that time in my life, I was a young long hair, and was filthy dirty and greasy, so their reaction was easily understood.
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No left turn un stoned
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