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Crash Dress Dummy.

Growing up my parents didn't have much money.
Poor is the word i should be writing.
Yes we were so poor my mother god bless her heart.
Used to buy our clothes from an ex military store.
They were oh so cheap especially the foreign ones.
Like american german russian and japanese uniforms.
Christ when i look back i remember how embarrassed i used to be.
Kids can be so cruel, i remember they used to laugh at what i wore to school.
Somedays I used to go to school dressed as a fucking japanese kamikaze pilot.
I tell you what they were lucky the fucking plane didn't come with the uniform.
 

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