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It was a time long long ago in a Newfoundland far far away. I was a new comer to this wilderness and did my best to fit in, although I would be back to the Mainland (i.e. The World) in a few short months. My cousin introduced me to his crowed and before long we were up Doyles Lane each with a 6 pack of Blue Star (if you had your $6.50 that is - age did not seem to matter). By and by Queen's "We Will Rock You" was on the radio and I was on the picnic table, with the aforementioned beer in my belly with me. This lasted just long enough for everyone to take notice of the new guy and form their opinions before I fell off. I lay still for a moment enjoying the stars and deciding if my leg was broken. Satisfied, I kept on dancing while lying on the ground. All in all I would say I fit in with the guys just fine, although not one woman ever talked to me again.
Signed Jerry
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