Ahh, Stan. The memories. Stan Flemmings is but a distant, hazy recollection. Sad but true. I miss the guy actually. Much nicer than this Brian charachter. :nener:
I remember when Stan told me that he was trying to figure out how to get to dirtweek with bikes for him and his "dad" along with a trailer for his "dad's" bad back ...
I remember that young, innocent wide-eyed Stan Flemming. The look in his eyes when we showed him the miracles of dry-ice. The look and excitement this little one had was worth the smoke it created. Then...when we showed him that, with the naked eye you could track satellites in space I thought we just made us another astronaut who like those before him walked proudly in arms of America. Then....he turned into a Brian. :ohmy:
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