ok we back

[M.T. Pockets]

me an lonnie ats my sisters boy we ok now. we wait on at feller from uper kentucky but he never put us up a massage on hear. me an lonnie eat up all a moon pies an lonnie drunk up a mess a them red bulls while we was a waitin. we caint wait no more an lonnie have to pee so we walk over at the bollin ally so lonnie can pee. we seen at feller what has at recker truck. he a purdy good ol boy. he carry me an lonnie to git at moped a lonnies momma. we thowed it on a rollback an he toted us all up at lonnies mommas trialer. she real tickled to git ta crowder pees but she wont rael happy at lonnie an at feller ina rollback drunk up all at red bull. at ol feller toll lonnies momma she to fat to ride at moped wit a flat tar and she thode at can a crowder pees at his head. sep she miss his head an nock at glass out ta storm door on a trialer. i speck we gone be pickin up cans to fix at door for a spell. i reckon we gone hatta wait a spell for we get us at f57. ok im a go now ok

melvin