It was wintry white. And slippery cold.
And I had Chester the Cherokee.
And I had Chester the Cherokee.
I love my Cherokee.
Thank you, Cherokee for saving me today.
(And I guess thank you, Mr., for making me take the Cherokee because I would have died (or at least cried a lot) in the Mustang.)
Thank you, Cherokee for saving me today.
(And I guess thank you, Mr., for making me take the Cherokee because I would have died (or at least cried a lot) in the Mustang.)
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