The beer is gone and I think all that's left is
some triple sec in
the cabinet by the
stove. Christ.
But fate is fate. I have a thing to feed.
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3 comments:
Me too. But we sometimes vary insofar as the manner in which we feed this "thing."
Triple sec is a cruel twist of fate indeed, stash some brandy somewhere for goodness sakes.
yeah, but when you've already ploughed through that brandy sunday am with coffee...
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