But lets take a jog through mine, because sometimes I fall victim to technology.
Because John Quincy Adams, was a poor blood related child marrying imitation. 
Working on the dock of the bay, watching my time slip away. Fuckellberry Fin.
If your scared go to church.
Keep an eye on your salsas, vato.
Reason number 347 of why I miss being in the Republic of Northern California.
Good luck Mullets come in twos. And in San Diego of all places.
Worlds biggest fish hook. Sharks, the other, other white meat.
We were a dedicated bunch my old roomates and I. Least the our monument still stands.
The original. Keep an eye out.
Hwy 101 / The Royal Road / El Camino Real / Best road ever this time of year.
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