i was broke and needed beer and cigarettes so i borrowed ten bucks from the mexican (Eddie) across the street and later that night he knocked on my door and asked to use my cell phone. because he did for me, i did for him and gave him the phone. i knew he'd bring it back. and he did.
when he did he realized he'd locked his keys in his truck. we got in after about an hour. good thing thing the cops didn't drive by. we couldn't have explained ourselves. neither of us is very smart. he asked if i liked to fish. yes, i said. then he gave me a tackle box with hooks, bobbers, lures and a chain stringer.
probably the best gift i have ever got.
mexican tackle box.
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