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Well, I liked Roddy's jumped conclusion that I bought GC gift cards for everyone! Wish I could. Hmmm, do they sell 2 cent gift cards? I'll get back to you on that. By all means do hold your breath in anticipation.
I also like swink's subliminal analysis concluding a small pedalboard and couple pedals. But no, the sum of my gift cards didn't total near that much moola. And a Philco all-tube AM radio? Fuhgeddaboudit! My kids don't care for me
that much! These were more the mandatory,
dutiful (read "nominal") birthday & Father's Day gifts.
Hey! I wish it
was a Squier '70s Classic Vibe Jazz! I'd be bragging from the mountaintops and giving hourly updates of the shipping progress! But, alas . . . .
And Roddy thinks he's got the Master Code? Ha!

He must still have some residual gamma ray poisoning from his code green incident. That
was an old code, now useless, from his old faulty nuclear badge. The new quantum field badges are much more complex, like the date & exact time in sidereal time, times the duration in nanoseconds of when Hendrix (not beni, but his cousin) played Monterey, all divided by the logarithmic square of the speed of light relative to a specific reference point in space (which is of course classified) to the one millionth significant digit. There ya go, Roddy. Get back to me with that number! Is by tomorrow enough time?
YAY! Polish Thunder for Treasurer!!
(Didn't I tell you, Roly Poly, that we could finesse him into it? You played it perfectly!) Good choice, Fearless Leader! Unfortunately, the value of The Club's
schmackeroon account went negative! However, with Polish Thunder's help, we were able to first convert it all to, . . . . wait for it, . . . . you guessed it, ...
S&H Green Stamps at a local garbag... uh, ... that is, Garage Sale! So, everybody's happy! Well, except the Garage Sale. But, they might have a comeback after the pandemic.
How can you say NO to Combos?
Hey! Am I the only one who knows how to use The Club motto?
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