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  all star kid says:

  "I was nothing until, one day, lying in the gutter, a face appeared over me. Hanging there in space, like a childs balloon. Rubbing my whiskey soaked eyes , I found myself beholding the man I would come to know as my savior, Greg Bensinger. A few hours, and cups of hot coffee later, my sorry life was starting to finally make sense. Greg, or as I have have come to call him, Benifactor, was a careful listener and a great giver of advice. I got cleaned up, got a hot shower, new clothes, and a new Job. My work takes me to many exotic locations. Right now, I'm in Columbia meeting with a few of Gregs' other friends. They seem nice but they are telling me that I have to swallow the cargo that Greg has sent me to retrieve. I tell them I have a nice suitcase, but they seem intent. The packages seem too big to swallow but too small to have anything important in them. Manuel says I should shut up before he rips my heart out and feeds it to the dogs. He's such a kidder, I swear. They were so happy to see me when I got off the plane that they blindfolded me for the ride to their home in the Countryside. It was worth it too, as the place was really a swell surprise. When I asked about all the guys with machine guns, Manuel said that if I didn't know how to keep my eyes to myself, he would rip them out and feed 'em to the alligators. Again with the jokes! Oh well, my break is about over and Manuel says I've got lots more to, as he puts it, "cram down my gringo hole". Thank you Greg for putting me on the straight and narrow and I'll see you back in the States soon. God, is that the plane? It seems small. Does it have a bathroom, cause I really gotta crap."

  8th May, 2008

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November 2007