I wonder if he remembered his hat. They called him B'wana, with the hat ya know. He is all hat and no cattle unless he stands next to the homeless cattle. Then he is strange dude with the Aussie hat hanging out with the rogue cows.
He told me the airplane food was horrid and he enjoyed his sandwiches. The guy next to him was jealous of his food.
I know he remembered his handkerchiefs because last time he really got tired of sweating with no wiping off the brow cloth.
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Sunday, June 24, 2012
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