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Willy Nelson.
He sat on a stool and sang songs.
I drank too much coke and puked all over the lobby. Of course, as a kid, I didn't blame Coke. I blamed my first experience eating Chinese food earlier in the evening. It was years before I would touch the stuff again.
Ah, Willy, you Highway Man. Sing me a sad song about mental patients and dead deported Mexicans. I just love you so much. Even if all you do is sit on a stool. Might I suggest some dance moves, Willy? It's hard to keep a 6 year old interested when you just sit on a stool like that.
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