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It was Robbie's Birthday. So Rex and I and some friends went to the cemetary and we drank and smoked the weed while Cosmic Psychos blasted from the stereo. When the sun went down, the comet appeared in all its magnificence like a ROCKET in the sky ... and then we knew that Robbie was with us and that he always would be. We love and miss you Robbie. Happy Birthday mate! R.I.P.
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