The General said to the Field Marshal...........
I am willing to stop me and you stop you.
It was a cold blustery New York afternoon..... Cadbury was on his motorcycle with side bags.. he liked to call them his snake bags.........only heavens knows why........
The kids were arguing in the old brownstone apartment the windows were open... the towels stank because they were folded and put away wet or something.... every one was having a mind snap in the house....
Things were getting to everybody on this Tuesday afternoon, he went for a ride........
Cadbury was trying to pull his motorcycle up on its parking stand... he was having a fuck of a time..
like somebody was watching and the bike nearly fell over... was he growing weak?
The pressure was mounting...
Maybe he would go see DR. Smelser for some advice on how to deal with the aggravation.
Going on Tuesday afternoons.........
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