Mark Twain School For Emotionaly Disturbed Children

[stilltrucking]

With a big kid at the wheel
I loved those kids, so smart, so sad.
I remember the greenish smog around suburban maryland sprawl

Sometimes I think I am still twelve years old, and a virgin.

One kid told me the joke about the foreskins that the moile had saved from his thirty year career, when he retired he took the foreskins to a leatherworker, wanted him to make a momento out of it. The guy made him a wallet, and when you stroked it, it turned into a lighthouse?. What was I thinking. No way to delete it, I stand by my immaturity.

what has that got to do with Aladins lamp, just I have no magic, what would I do with out her.