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Working on car engines and in fish cases has enabled me to cook for often when the process of cooking is a balance between hands and heat my old fingers battered and beat up as they've been by the heat of a Pontiac V8 manifold or five hundred pounds of shaved ice every day for seven years with no gloves shrug and shake it off as an old cowboy shakes the dust from his chaps after being thrown to the dirt by a horse who doesn't realize how many times the cowboy has been in the dirt before and gotten up
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Aug 11, 2012
Aug 11, 2012 at 7:16 PM UTC
Cooking Pontiac
Working on car engines and in fish cases has enabled me to cook for often when the process of cooking is a balance between hands and heat my old fingers battered and beat up as they've been by the heat of a Pontiac V8 manifold or five hundred pounds of shaved ice every day for seven years with no gloves shrug and shake it off as an old cowboy shakes the dust from his chaps after being thrown to the dirt by a horse who doesn't realize how many times the cowboy has been in the dirt before and gotten up
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Aug 11, 2012
Aug 11, 2012 at 7:16 PM UTC
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