my 58 year old mother's motorcycle

> on april fools day i hid my mother's new motorcycle{she was 58 years old} and hid it at the neighbor's across the street in the bath room{allens} and my mother went balistic<><>later she was putting the kickstand down on her very large motorcycle and broke her leg and she had dad sell it><>this eve is for putzes since his day is tommorow<><><>oh no,,, april fools<><><><><><><>really though on april first 1977, a real father's and son thing><>we painted my las vegas home and garage>>> i go to pick the colar, doesn't golden raunch sound nice????when it finally got on the house it was a mustard color, smearmed caelessly all over by a three year old{me the putz} so when yoou drove down the streest the only thing yoou saw was a hidious barrel of mustard spread on a garage door andmy poorembarassed dad<><><>><<><><><>><<><><>i am sad that I AM NOT BLOGGING ANYMORE
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