Well, they're not leaving me alone, my neighbors keep hitting the gas in their cars in tandem to vibrations in my body, so i'll post here: I had lived in Moab, and every night i would make the hour and 40 minute to the city of Grand Junction. This caused the op trouble for reasons i don't understand. One night, on the way there, i pulled up to a 7-11. and through the glass door i saw a clerk walk up to the door with a large, egg shaped device with a button on top. She pressed it and all of a sudden it felt like my face had caught fire. Again, i don't understand how it happens.
I kept my Playboys in a garbage bag in the trunk of my car. So, i'm on my daily trip from Moab to Grand Junction, and a Junction cop pulls me over for "swerving" which i was not doing. I offer to get out and he tells me to sit tight, and he does something to the trunk of my car. Then he lets me go. When i got to Juncton i looked in my trunk and saw he hadtaken all my porn mags and spread them around the trunk. So whoever told him to do that knew that i had my porn mags back there...
--signing off from 1332 Pinyon Ave, Grand Junction, Colorado, 81501
--Joshua Copeland