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Your truck isn't stolen. I got it stuck in the field. Keys are in bowl. We will unstick it tomorrow. I picked a quart of blackberries. Had to walk back in the rain P.s. Tyson got a new toy.
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Jul 6, 2016
Jul 6, 2016 at 8:42 PM UTC
message to my only son
Your truck isn't stolen. I got it stuck in the field. Keys are in bowl. We will unstick it tomorrow. I picked a quart of blackberries. Had to walk back in the rain P.s. Tyson got a new toy.
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Jul 6, 2016
Jul 6, 2016 at 8:42 PM UTC
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