Me, deputy death monkey, and geno made a righteous circuit last night, started out at the horse with some southern blend, which was surprisingly good . . . don't know if it was from the weed, or the strong gin . . . but they were right on time. Blasted to ptown to the grill for tin roof union . . . if you aint heard of these boys . . . you gotta make one of their shows . . . closed that bar down, and headed downtown for the pawnshop lifters . . .

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