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Second rate knock-offs that the five and dime would turn down. There's mouths to feed, I guess. If I had fans, I'd apologize. |
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One hundred dollars a session and we didn't seem to be getting anywhere, so I told him this was my last one and I was headed home. The train was wide open and that goddamned beeping was was breaking me in two so I started drinking to keep it quiet. She's going to kill me, I just know it. |
Credits: B.D.Mooks, Brad Goodman |
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Your guess is as good as mine on this one. A lick-spittle cracked by a long-shanked tail biter, but still angling for a fair knock at the barrack-hack's two-bit gullage? Beats me. It's not hip and it's not cool, that's for sure. |
Credits: B.D. Mooks |
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