Sort of. His brother and I were the best of friends. But he is a little off his rocker, he has what the family calls “it”, same as his Mom. She would keep a place on the counter clean and sterilized in case the aliens came down and wanted to make lunch in her kitchen. He does a lot of kooky stuff, like burying all the titles in a coffee can, then forgets where he buried them. I tried to help his wife when he went to jail, he left a list of all the cars and prices for them in case he died in prison. He put $10k on the first car on the list and a line underneath it indicating that each car was worth $10k. They are not, except the Hemi 4 speed GTX, and it’s all in pieces and the parts are all in a semi trailer. I tried to help him out, but he’s his own worst enemy. Except the cops, they are his mortal enemies, and they know him well. Too hard to deal with, and a loose cannon.Sittin on the ground?
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