What is on my mind? Where are we? If you are interested you may find out here. If your not that is the beauty of the keys on your computer, you can surely hit a couple and go to other places on the planet. IF YOU DON'T LIKE MY PEACHES, LET ME BE, STAY OUT OF MY ORCHARD, DON'T SHAKE MY TREE
Monday, December 08, 2014
The Rest of the Story
As the camp host drove by The Commander told Kadizzle to get his arse out there and talk to him. The hot water in the solar shower needs to be turned up. Also Kaddizzle had to give him an update on PTSD. The host said he had already been visited by psycho. Kadizzle agreed that we should move to keep to keep peace among the mentally ill. PTSD is gone, but we have to move for diplomatic relations. No big deal. It is a shame to see such a nice site sitting empty. The host commented that it was strange for a disabled person to engage in tent camping. Kadizzle noted that the man had no sign whatsoever of being disabled. He did not even have a handicapped sticker in his car. His main disability seemed to be in getting the amount of beer he needed. Kadizzle respects the disabled, and veterans, but guys like PTSD give the whole thing a bad name.
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