Not until the Reservation Brinkerhauf Stone arrived at the front door step was true "civilized" status achieved among friends and neighbors. (Special thanks to Brother Garcia and his bottle of Advil.) Now I laugh every time I pull into the driveway.... there rests that bright reminder of reservation brothers drinking Belly Buster and talk of the original Alaska stone. Yep, Cisco called it right - Out of my brain on the train!
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