speaking of the marlborough man
I had this very coat my first couple years
of illegaly going to the womens bars here.
It was my lucky coat.
I used to drove the cattle truck to the bar
(because of the huge bench seat) so the coat made sense.
Discovering women ,the music , the slow dances.
Some of the best memories of my life , back then.
anyway ,
I could only pull off dapper with a lot of help ,
maybe twice a year at most.
Ties drive me nuts and shiney shoes dont feel like me.
I love the term drake
except maybe the part , that real drakes will hump nearly anything
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