The Nova, Jones, and I. There was a party out at the Carson river (1986). Jones and I jumped in the car and decided to have some fun, I was to act out as if I was a New Zealander, a Kiwi (I do a really good accent!) visiting the States. Since some of the partiers there, didnt know me. Well, I took a shine to cute little brunette, who had a jealous ex. The moment he touched my chest with his finger, my 7-inch tanto lock blade was drawn and at the ready... Within a nano second, Charlie McDonnell, was between us and in my face. He isnt worth it. So, I put my blade away, and Jones and I left. We werent more than a hundred yard before we went off the road and down about 30 feet smashing into a huge sagebrush, barely missing a boulder. Jones looks at me (after my impact with the windshield, I was almost tossed in his lap): Ello mate. I said, Ello. We caught a ride back home, and the next morning, I woke Jones up. Hey, we gotta go get your car. Get my car? Why? I so miss Jones!
Posted on: Tue, 23 Dec 2014 05:56:43 +0000
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