Tuesday, January 6, 2009

Here we see the ghost of Mr. Reeder reminiscing of the good ol' days of the early west in 1860.  That fatal day he lost his life to the weight of 300 tons of coal, dirt and even a little gold. Now he wonders trying to find his way back home.
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MrReederCPFA said...

Where does this mysterious dialog come from? You watch too many movies. Keep it up!

January 6, 2009 at 8:22 PM

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