My dad insisted that we stopped at the fish market off Halsted. He wanted some shrimp for tonight, but we failed because they were all out. I guess all the other dads had the samw idea.
He also made Steve accompany him to show him around. The thought for that was that Steve and I could stope in after work or school and buy fishies for a good nights eating. Steve and I aren't that fancy and it kind smells like camel in that area. And by camel I mean vag.
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