This story adds a whole new meaning to the phrase Holy Cow!
And you thought I was going to invoke George Harrison to mock John Curno. You're right.
-bill kenny
Ramblings of a badly aged Baby Boomer who went from Rebel Without a Cause to Bozo Without a Clue in, seemingly, the same afternoon.
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