Ha, I'm planning on being in Israel, this Spring, hope they get this sorted-out. You won't be seeing me, at any of Caesars' properties, cowards who pay ransom. 35 years ago, my brother, Bob, sat at the counter, of a downtown Cleveland deli, the guy he sat next to, had lost a lot of weight, going unnoticed. Bob saw the fingers, holding the corned-beef, and SIZE of his wrists, and took a closer look. Standing in line to pay, he asked the guy he was with, who was his agent, Mark McCormick, is that. Bob was at a Jim Brown book-signing, and asked the great-man, who hit him the hardest, Jim Hill, Night Train Lane, Dick Butkus
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