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BOBBY'S HOUSE
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Corky the Froggie
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This is my pet Corky, he is my attack frog.He sings his songs to me everynight when I retire for the evening.His Beeping and croaking warns off intruders and evil spirits that leark in my dwelling.I found him one early morning while I was fishing at Oyster Creek power plant.His tricks include, "fetch, roll over, and play dead".
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Uncle Fred
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This is my Uncle Fred. He is a cart pusher in Atlantic City. He is currently living behind Resorts Casino and has a spacious 3 room cardboard box inwhich he shares with my Aunt Sarah. There use to be a guest at my Uncle's house, her name was pattie the pianist. She was hit by a truck in the busy rush hour traffic.Some people might remember her from walking down the AC boardwalk, she tickled the ivories with her tongue.She was born with no arms and legs.Shes dead..........
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This is Corkys favorite vehicle
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This Police car was first seen from my visit to China Town where Corky and I purchased our illegal fireworks from. The guy with the tatoos isn't there anymore and reocurring visits there proved this. This photo was takin by your truly on Water street. The best part of the trip was smuggling 27" rockets sticking out of our grocery bags passing the NYPD. They were unfazed by our criminal behavior and didn't incarcerate us. The shine man however still roams the ferry in search of a customer. Sometimes you can still hear him calling in the distance..."SHINE!""SHINE!"
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