It was early spring and I had just finished cutting my grass for the first time this year, as I stood and surveyed my work my neighbor Dan called me asking me to give him a hand. He had run his mower into a shelf in his garage and need me to hold it up as he fixed the legs.
Dan was the crazy white guy from across the street, he always had a joke to tell. You wouldn't think of him that way because of his brown hair being cut in a military style, he looked like a drill sergeant or m
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