I don't know if my father's extremly forgetful and selective memory could grasp the idea but when we arrived at the border the bag-pipe player realized that we were American and played "Rock Around the Clack" for us. It was a strange experience but it actually sounded pretty good.
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Rocked in his socks, you meant to say.
I don't know if my father's extremly forgetful and selective memory could grasp the idea but when we arrived at the border the bag-pipe player realized that we were American and played "Rock Around the Clack" for us. It was a strange experience but it actually sounded pretty good.
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