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In my day, we didn't need no stinkin' baths. There was no time!
We worked 18 hours a day in the mines, and never saw the sun till Sunday—and then it near blinded us.
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We were so dirty and stinky by the end of the week that even the flies didn't bother us.
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O' course, millions of mosquitos covered us head to foot. We had to chug whole bottles of Benadryl or we would swell up and burst like a ripe tomato!
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And that's who we were: Daylight-blinded, fly-repellin', mosquito-bitten, tomato-swollen, Benadryl-chugging miners....
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And we liked it! We loved it!!
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Tales from the Buckhorn: A Teddy Bear Community in New Mexico
Short StoryThis is a collection of brief stories, in a six-panel comic strip format, about a group of Teddy Bears who drink sarsaparilla, play pinochle and get into adventures at the Buckhorn Saloon (modeled after the Buckhorn Saloon in Pinos Altos, New Mexico...
