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Originally Posted by Mr Pheer
Rainy nights, not good for diving.
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I remember I wanted to be a diver. I was going to school in wilmington and I had a big bob marley poster in my room. I don't know some place over there in san pedro. I was having problems diving. I didn't like the confinement. What i really didn't like was the nut fucks holding my hoses.
So I was sitting there on my bed. I think it was three or four of us that used to ride our bikes to school. I bet you can still see the commercials on tv. He called me a pussy or somethihg and I smashed my guitar into his face
I was kicked out of the program. I'm claustrophobic anyway ...
then I fucked up and joined the army
