It was a simpler time, a more innocent time. The grass was greener, the skies were bluer, friendships were truer. And my kid brother and I would find it so freakin' laugh-out-loud funny to hear John Wayne snarl "The hell I won't!" in
McLintock! at the old
Nola Theatre in our Ninth Ward neighborhood that we would be able to crack each other up for
years afterward just by repeating the line. Those were the days, my friend...
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