10- the # of cars I saw either crashed or spun out on my way to work today.
1087- the # of cents I have to last me this week.
2- the # of faces I wish to stomp.
0- the # of times I've missed that dumb slut anyway.
Last leg of the ROAD TO 20 BEER PASSPORT STAMPS
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Don’t mind me. I’m just over here green-faced and burping at the mere
recollection of my journey to 20 stamps. Chooch kept saying this was going
to turn me...
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