Myself, I have 2 things. First, I killed a man once in Biloxi in 1985. It was by mistake of course. But no one saw it. I am only saying this as the statute of limitations has run out (or so I'm told). Boy, it feels good getting that off my chest after all these years. I should really write some kind of letter of apology to Ted's family. It was a combine accident - we often played "tag", but this time I was driving that beautiful piece of farm machinery and I guess I got a little too close. I didn't know what to do so I plowed that part of the field a couple of extra times. I told the authorities he made a beer run and never came back. It was on Halloween.
Second, I liked Pee-Wee Herman before he got, uh, caught.
My cousin Ted went missin' in Biloxi in 1985.