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Aug 2017
No one looks like Bozo.

One I thought looked like Emmit Kelley without makeup but I really don't know how that is.

One looks like a humorous orderly in Mount-Sade.

One looks like Magpie, a little movie scene whom I think might have a great Native American seeing her right there in the picture gallery of Bury My Heart at Wounded Knee.

One looks like how you'd imagine an African-American Wyatt Earp would look.

One looks like that mafia I saw in Sport Magazine once where he was in a crowd at a major league baseball game and somebody yelled **** the umpire and it showed him pulling a revolver out of his zoot suit coat pocket.

One looks like a humorously very windy African-American man like Bill Cosby might have looked to some.

Motley Crue they're not.

Roocoo trying to trip on kerosene fuel they're not.

This group of fellows are funny without being snots.
Charles Sturies
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