Joined forces with the Anxious Southpaw for a trip down to Philly to surprise a Russian woman on her birthday, but she saw us coming from about 266 miles away. Drove through one of Philly's magnificent and baffling drive-through liquor stores. Ate the brussel sprouts of a future rabbi who has perfected the skill of dancing with a can of beer on his head. Slept on something that is not to be used as a safety device. Sang puppy surprise. Came home with blood on the tracks and time traps.
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did we raise cain?
like mennonites raising a barn.
sorry about the poor sleeping conditions....i guess we wanted to toughen up the butteryness.
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