I still can't see certain old old trucks without remembering the creepy teenage boys that lived down the block from us and drove them. I was probably about 12-13. When I would be outside they would honk that ugly old trucks horn, lean out the window and laugh - they reminded me of toothless very odd guys, sometimes I would have nightmares about them. It didn't happen very often but just enough to leave me with ugly thoughts of old trucks and creepy guys! They must have moved because they weren't around a long time, thank goodness!
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