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Makez me wanna dig-up my flight jacket n' my fedora Don.
That'n the Connie were the Golden Age'a commercial aviation. They may be faster now, but they'll never be'z pretty'r'z classy.
Thankz Don.
Java
(Whoa! 'D'joo guyz know that really ol' leather ripz jus' like really ol' paper? Don' make no neva-mind . . . it shrunk anyway.)
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Last edited by Java Junky : 05-11-2008 at 12:25 PM.
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