Asking for a friend.
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- Contrary Guy
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I ran away from home at 18.
Bastards never let me come back.
The Army doesn't count!
I asked my wife, she said I'm not allowed to run away, so apparently, at least 43 is too old...
Thanks.
"My friend" is stuck then.
I run away every morning, Monday through Friday. At least it's how I feel. It's a rush, leaving 6 kids and my wife in that house and I'm free! yeeee!!! Most people hate the freeway, I love it! I listen to the music I want to, I sing it if I want to, I drink coffee with no one asking for sips of it! No one asks me for money, it's awesome!
Heaven on earth! (for eight hours anyway)
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