I was given a private tour of the LEMAY car museum annex on Bruce Willis' birthday, because the upcoming physical transfiguration is the kind of thing that is going to flip him out.
See every rebellious teenager military academy movie where the character ark is too big to believe, yet the ticket paying audience completely buys it.
I did too, after I saw Ken McLeod's resurrected lavender 57 BEL AIR in the green building, without a scratch on it.
Not to mention my man's raked 69 CHARGER with drag car slicks on the back end.
Hope, Faith, Charity, my ass.
Gregory Scott Relf's
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