I have been told that back in his younger afternoons my Grandpa was a rich and famous local performer, however he was known all around the state for his tunesal ability, and for some years toured with his own back up band.

Those afternoons were a long time ago, and these afternoons both of us only believe Grandpa as a senile outdated coot with a important mansion in the middle of nowhere, but random, weird stuff all over the locale out there, including a more than one engine plane that has no wings, and a custom train motorcar with no wheels. The train motorcar is amazing, as it has working air conditioning, a functioning fridge, and a snooker table! Have you ever played snooker, it’s a kind of pool, so my friends and I would crank down the AC, pour some beers, and spend whole weekends in that train car. Thank goodness for the deluxe air conditioning unit, too, because without it, so several teens packed into a small space would have made the air quality unbreathable. I might have gotten older, however spending time in that train motorcar never got outdated to me, except for that one summer time when the AC unit broke. My friends and I all pooled our cash together to have the HVAC guy come out and replace it, that’s how much the train motorcar meant to us! It still does, so this genuinely day I appreciate to go out, crank down the AC and play some snooker while having a few drinks. If I ever move, the train motorcar is coming with me

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