These high class hobos live in style on their dry docked and retired houseboat, until they must defend their peice of scrap from the mob of bitchslapped punkass 9 year olds who will stop at nothing to make that boat their hideout for their stock of stollen big wheel parts and tricycle bells and ringers. A hard hard tale of morons trying to avoid embarrasment for the 13564th time in three weeks.
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