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Stomach ulcers wait for me acid reflux looms Bloated Belly Backend bother Doctors waiting rooms. And still I wolf down whiskey and guzzle gassy stout and wake at dawn a can in hand in the middle of a roundabout. For whats the point of living if living is a chore some love life without drinking I find I enjoy it more.
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Apr 6, 2011
Apr 6, 2011 at 9:22 AM UTC
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Stomach ulcers wait for me acid reflux looms Bloated Belly Backend bother Doctors waiting rooms. And still I wolf down whiskey and guzzle gassy stout and wake at dawn a can in hand in the middle of a roundabout. For whats the point of living if living is a chore some love life without drinking I find I enjoy it more.
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Apr 6, 2011
Apr 6, 2011 at 9:22 AM UTC
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