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By Jack Joseph Smith
the car and removed the windshield wiper. Automatic;
then as an unconscious machanic he performed well on
his toes and from his fingers.
Not just an attendent, Prankster thought; Then the
sea seemed to go into whiping. Some reason not normal, when
in Los Angeles. Aniaml caught the glisten of the Prank-
ster's eyes; and felt gratified. Relaxed maybe a better
word staying outside of indulgance; Prankster was (O.K.)
to Aniaml during this time of his tightness being thrown out;
Aniaml had waited for Prankster to speak. Now a laugh-
ing easyness was over Prankster's face, and he said;
"the greatest thing that ever happened to me in Mexico,
was that one night I was sitting on a bar enjoying my-
self in a blockade of memory when like a childhood's
goof I fell to the floor head first spilling tequila
all over the place I knew that is not unusual for the
Prankster; but the best part about it is that I went
out side and got a windshield wiper from some guy's
car, and then came back in the joint and started wip-
ing the pesos worth up with the rubber. The Mexican
guys couldn't believe it, and they called on the guy
whose wiper I had borrowed for the occasion to take
note of the crazyness that seemed attached to any-
thing related to his automobile; They were all point-
ing and laughing at the attempts of the Prankster to
save a few drops; and of course keep the place in order."