Jack's mother lived three doors down from me on Crescent Way, in Thousand Oaks. I didn't know it for a long time, but every time I came home with a 12-pack or a new girlfriend, Ms. Joyce called up and told Mabel Stark on me. Mabel lived just down the street, but I knew she couldn't see me, and I was regularly amazed that she greeted me in the mornings with an account of my doings. I didn't even know who Ms. Joyce was, but she didn't miss a thing at my house. When she died, Jack came to Thousand Oaks from his spot on the Ringling show. He asked me to be a pallbearer along with an elephant guy named Whitey. After the services, Jack said to his wife, Ethel, "We ought to get Roger on the Ringling show." I liked Jack, but as it turned out, I never heard from him again.
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Jack's mother lived three doors down from me on Crescent Way, in Thousand Oaks. I didn't know it for a long time, but every time I came home with a 12-pack or a new girlfriend, Ms. Joyce called up and told Mabel Stark on me. Mabel lived just down the street, but I knew she couldn't see me, and I was regularly amazed that she greeted me in the mornings with an account of my doings. I didn't even know who Ms. Joyce was, but she didn't miss a thing at my house. When she died, Jack came to Thousand Oaks from his spot on the Ringling show. He asked me to be a pallbearer along with an elephant guy named Whitey. After the services, Jack said to his wife, Ethel, "We ought to get Roger on the Ringling show." I liked Jack, but as it turned out, I never heard from him again.
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