:lol: Actually, at the docks...I've made the habit of saying I don't have a radio, and request they call my cell, when I have a door. I hate sitting around the radio...waiting on a call. I hate sitting in my truck at the docks too. Cripe sakes...I'm in that dang truck longer than I plan to stay in a coffin. :evil:
It never fails. My call will come in, when I wander over to the Roach Wagon, or make a potty run, or spot a female, and go in for a fresh slap.
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