Well, at least he paid for a car and driver to take me home when it became clear that I had more stuff in my cube than I could get home in one trip on the train, even when Peggy (who was then still my fiancee) came up with boxes and bags to help me pack it all to go.
-- Bob
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Then the horns kicked in...
...and my shoes began to squeak.
-- Bob
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Then the horns kicked in...
...and my shoes began to squeak.