
I can't believe those guys. Thought I could get away from them for a few weeks, but they're everywhere. Thanks to The Globe and Mail (how dare they take this without my permission?), here I am with my chauffeur, heading for the beach. And, believe me, the sidecar was a lot cozier than the city buses in Honolulu.
The day after we left Hawaii, the waves were reported to be 25 feet high. Good thing I left my surf board at home.
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I dunno Ken, after reading your list of favorite movies it's no wonder the Papparazzi are after you! I think they suspect that you actually live those violent movies and they've mistaken you for some notorious old mob-hound. "Who let the dogs out? Bmp, bmp-bmp-bmp"
Hey Jan, thanks for stopping by. You're right; someone's always getting killed in the movies. That's why everyone needs a good watch dog.
I think we should get one of these side cars for the summer, what do you think?
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