Book your ticket to happiness with Sun Express Airlines. You know good for nothing, egg sucking dog. dog. Isn't me his man. We did it our way.

We did it our way because we love it that way.

We love it that way

it that way

I have this wonderful gut feeling and I've had it all my life when it's time to go

I think it's now it's time to go. Son of a gun.

One sunny afternoon in May of 1962, three powerfully built men paid an unusual visit to the

offices of the Lubbock, Avalanche Journal.

They looked strangely out of place as they strode through the editorial rooms, feverish with

the clacking of typewriters and teletype machines.

But editor Charles A. Guy was expecting them.

The trio, Wrestlers Dory Funk and Ricky Romero and promoter Nick Roberts, a former

Grappler, Hartley shook hands with Guy. Then Funk, spokesman for the group, fished a check out of his wallet and handed it over.

Here, he told Guy, is the 1,000 we promised to donate to charity from the $5,000 winings of our last match.

Give it to whatever charity you think best or divided among several.

We prefer not to make the decisions because we're not familiar with Lubbock's needs.

Guy smilingly accepted the check and gave them a receipt but said he couldn't do as they had asked. The Graflers were surprised.

Why not?

Funk said. We aren't worried about. The Graflers were surprised. Why not?

Funk said.

We aren't worried about what you'll do with the money.

Well, it isn't that.

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