I spent a good half hour sitting on a jetty in Lakes Entrance with this unfortunate fellow this morning. He shuffled up beside me after much coaxing but didn’t trust me enough to unhook him.
April 30, 2012
Braden Karl Frederiksen still has the small wooden treasure chest that his evil Grandmother gave him for his 8th Christmas. He can't recall how old he was when he locked the key inside nor how he locked it in there. He occasionally gives it a rattle and wonders what's making that other sound. View all posts by Brad
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