So I bought a ticket on the first flight out of town to Denver, spiritual home of the coyote. I had a bag with twenty-five pellets of catnip, twenty-one Benadryl, half pound of nutmeg, enough morning glory to kill a seagull, five bars of chocolate, a paper bag half full of jelly babies, and whole galaxy of multicolored uppers, downers, middlers, lefters, righters, forwardsers and backwardsers; also a flask of tea, quart of milk, case of beer, pint of raw peanut butter, two dozen sandwiches and a game of travel Monopoly. And a bag of rare and priceless British stamps. Not that I needed them for the trip, but once you get locked into a serious stamp collection, the tendency is to push it as far as you can.
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| - So I bought a ticket on the first flight out of town to Denver, spiritual home of the coyote. I had a bag with twenty-five pellets of catnip, twenty-one Benadryl, half pound of nutmeg, enough morning glory to kill a seagull, five bars of chocolate, a paper bag half full of jelly babies, and whole galaxy of multicolored uppers, downers, middlers, lefters, righters, forwardsers and backwardsers; also a flask of tea, quart of milk, case of beer, pint of raw peanut butter, two dozen sandwiches and a game of travel Monopoly. And a bag of rare and priceless British stamps. Not that I needed them for the trip, but once you get locked into a serious stamp collection, the tendency is to push it as far as you can.
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| - So I bought a ticket on the first flight out of town to Denver, spiritual home of the coyote. I had a bag with twenty-five pellets of catnip, twenty-one Benadryl, half pound of nutmeg, enough morning glory to kill a seagull, five bars of chocolate, a paper bag half full of jelly babies, and whole galaxy of multicolored uppers, downers, middlers, lefters, righters, forwardsers and backwardsers; also a flask of tea, quart of milk, case of beer, pint of raw peanut butter, two dozen sandwiches and a game of travel Monopoly. And a bag of rare and priceless British stamps. Not that I needed them for the trip, but once you get locked into a serious stamp collection, the tendency is to push it as far as you can.
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