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WELL WHO SAID I STOP IT ... but have slowed down alot not very good at telling storys alot of them would start with my 66 gtos and ended with the cops ? getting close and looking for the car and me stoping the fun ? i would not tell alot of them but some old friends tell me about the time i did what ? hell i do not remember that ???
I'm not saying anything, on the grounds it might incriminate me. Sufficient to say that the cops in three towns knew my car, and even if we were parked up they would come over to see what we were intending to do.
BUT: At the party we threw for our thirtieth wedding anniversary, the bloke who was my best man got up on his back legs and started telling stories of what we used to get up to.
In the finish I yelled at him to shut-up, 'cos my kids had never heard any of this.
Later, at the informal part of the event, the kids sat around him, made sure his glass was full and got him to tell them all about our younger days.
Aaahhh, a mis-spent youth is a thing of joy forever.:D :D