Nostalgia and Fantasy, all mixed up.
In the early '80s our neighbor used to get drunk on beer Saturday morning and mow his lawn while blasting The Irish Rovers. To this day I can still hear "You just won't see no unicorns" and the last word was pronounced "unicahrns"
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In the early '80s our neighbor used to get drunk on beer Saturday morning and mow his lawn while blasting The Irish Rovers. To this day I can still hear "You just won't see no unicorns" and the last word was pronounced "unicahrns"
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