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I'll be looking for a horse whose mother was a mudder and whose father was a mudder.
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Wasn't there a song like that. Hello Mudder. Hello Fodder. Here am I in Camp Grenader.
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'A Letter from Camp' was by the late, great and hysterical Alan Sherman. From his album My son, the nut.
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All ambitions are lawful except those which climb upward on the miseries or credulities of mankind. ~ Joseph Conrad A long habit of not thinking a thing wrong, gives it a superficial appearance of being right. ~ Thomas Paine Don't let anyone tell you that your dreams can't come true. They are only afraid that theirs won't and yours will. ~ Robert Evans The Party told you to reject the evidence of your eyes and ears. It was their final, most essential command. ~ George Orwell, 1984. |
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Got me craving some Marx Brothers, I think. Might have been Abbot and Costello. All good! |
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If NYRA can get off their frickin asses and put in a synthetic track by the time the Jerome is run, it won't matter if it rains or not, since weather has no affect on these all weather surfaces.
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