Timber wanted to kill me one time.

So we went fishing.

Then everything was cool.



Fishing brings people together - politics drives them apart. That's how politicians get away with bending us over all the time - not enough fishing.
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She was standin' alone over by the juke box, like she'd something to sell.
I said "baby, what's the goin' price?" She told me to go to hell.

Bon Scott - Shot Down in Flames