here's my story. it needs to be shared with the world.

so, my jacket arrived yesterday and i haven't taken it off yet.
literally. i slept in it. and i don't ever plan on taking it off.

the trial. i put it on and walked around the hood.

mr johnson, my neighbor, a pg & e in his 40s was the first guy who saw it.
"my, looks like you've lost some weight, guy." he called me "guy" i couldn't believe it.
we were off to a good start.

next neighbor, jason and his wife kerry said, "hey nice wax coat, is it australian?"
"no, it's swobo," I replied. bam! two down, several more to go.

so this other guy who I don't know, but looks like a pirate didn't say anything.. he just sort
of grunted, which is the most I've ever heard him say. I think that was his way of complimenting
my new look. sweeeet. feeling good at this point.

ok, now the real test.. there's this group of hot young college girls, all dressed in school girl clothes, leg warmers and all,
standing around in the cold. they always seem to be in the same spot. I'm intimidated by their sexual prowess, but i've
had countless rub outs to them, so I feel like were all close. they take one look at me and then the magic moment, and this is where
my new jacket comes in to play.. The hot one checks me out and says, "hey, you got a light ?" now i own.

I love my cottonwood. i really do. can't even remember what it was like to wear my old levi's jacket.
now i just need to go find some trees to cut down or a fishing ship to charter and i will be complete.

sorted,
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