I got beat up and my van stolen one time, but I knew who did it so I took a couple of guys with me to get it back.
Got beat up so bad this time I woke up on the operating table in a local hospital with the doctor saying,
"You've lost a lot of blood son"
I said that's nice and went back to sleep waking up the next day in a hospital bed trying to figure out what that thing was on the wall with people talking to each other.
It was the TV set lol
I didn't see the hit coming he hit me from behind with a lead pipe.
So a few months go by and one of my frineds says he saw the van on a street just a few miles away from where I lived. We got in his car and went over after dark and I put my key in the ignition and it wouldn't start.
Dead batttery, so my friend gives me a jump start and off I went a happy camper. I was so happy I drove it to Vegas, but that's another story and I must not keep going or I couldn't stop ...
Reminds me of Vito Dumas saying, "Lucky are those that escape the dreairness of everyday life"
"How many reach the end without ever having lived"
I so happy I lived to tell the story
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