Len Austrevich: A Good Time

When I was little, my dad used to tell me, for my birthday, he's gonna take me out and show me a good time. Couldn't sleep all night -- he's gonna show me a good time. So, we get up at eight o'clock in the morning, get in the car, drive for hours and hours. He'd take me down to Disneyland. He'd push me up against the fence in the parking lot, and he'd say, 'See that? That's a good time. Come on, we're going home.'

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