The Captain is a good neighbor and an even better friend - even when he's trashing my musical tastes. The guy hates The Psychedelic Furs, but loves Queensryche? Eh, what? Anyway, what do you get for the man who has everything? Well, I guess I could get him his Harley Davidson back. (He had to sell it when his kids were born. Wuss.) It's okay, chief, I don't think the blond will mind . . .
Why not stop by and wish him a very happy 60th? Heh.
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