and Harry 'third degree' Burns were so flidded off our noggins on a heady mixture of poppers and horse, that 'thirders' fell out, right over the side into the DMZ.
Some frightened schoolgirls found him near Da Lat in 1983 - he was living in a tiny cave, wearing a Pringle and was surrounded by nine hundred and eighty-one thimbles.
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