Nostalgia...

SO....
This is Paul by the way, and I just wanted to share this video with you, because its about some wierdness going on in a small farming town in California called Greenfield... where I am proud to say: I grew up and walked the streets as a little-Paul, lol. Fortunately I found my bride in a different way than some people seem to be working it back home. I guess I don't miss weird culture-clash stuff like that... but I'd do anything to get my hands on a good Greenfield burrito again, like pay cash, or soda, or beef etc. :) Classic!

And now... story time with uncle Paul... When I was in middle school, I remember walking on a road a little ways out of town, which really isn't that far since Greenfield was like 2 square miles, and my friends and I saw what appeared to be a dead gorilla. Now, I know what you're thinking... you're jealous that you never found a dead gorilla when you were a kid. Yeah, I know, but what can I say, that kind of luck just runs through my veins. Seriously though, it really happened and I have no clue how it got there, I'll let you use your imaginations.

And so, there you have it, these are the fond memories I have of my hometown: human trafficking and dead gorrilas, hahaha I just hope this has been as fun for you to read as it was for me to write.