Originally Posted by
Dutch
The world will not be whole until I own every hammock made and every piece of gear the can possibly be attached to it. Only then will peace reign across the land. Evil shall be replaced by good, tears will stop and laughter will proceed with boundless joy. Little boys will look up to their father and ask about the dark times. The time before Dutch owned every hammock made. The days will end that man will kill man, tornadoes swept across trailer parks, and American Idol rotted the minds of the forgotten.
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