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It's a balmy Friday afternoon in Fistfuck, NC and as always, things is goin' down . . .
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| Hiya, Stinky Hammerhead! What's shakin'? Besides me, anyways. . . | |
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| Can't talk right now, God of Booze. I'm experimenting with a new remedy for constipation. | |
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| It looks like you;re hammering nails into your head. Then again, I AM so drunk I'm seeing elves march out of my nostrils. | |
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| Nahh. . .you must be a little sober. . .I AM hammering nails into my head. . .ahhh yeah. . .I love peeing on myself. . .it's almost maternal warmth. . . | |
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| You just pissed yourself? So did I! Don;t ya love that relaxation and the feeling of warmth? | |
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| Yup, and I just triggered the "shit" lobe of my brain. Hot chcolate here I come. . .and there it goes. . .I feel warm. And like I have a pound of brownies in my undies. | |
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