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My fireproof file cabinet (which seems to weigh more than the phone booth, if you can believe it) was already driving the truck to its knobby knees, so we added the woodburner as well. Here Burf forces Wagner to clown with Fingers's girly sunglasses while the Man Called Fingers airs up the tires some. I figured if the truck could drag an oversized camper all the way to Burning Man and back, it could handle an intrastate trip okay.