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*Crushed peanut shells are scattered all over the floor Beer bottles smashed, blood drips from the roof A body hangs from the rafters loyal patrons play a ***** filled game of Russian roulette **** stains plastered all over the bathroom floor cockroach's and rats run rampant raging alcoholics throw fist and set fire to bar stools Drunker stupors, and stain glass windows rule people call it martial law but I call it a regular Monday night...*
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Feb 18, 2016
Feb 18, 2016 at 9:19 PM UTC
Monday Night at Tony's Tavern
*Crushed peanut shells are scattered all over the floor Beer bottles smashed, blood drips from the roof A body hangs from the rafters loyal patrons play a ***** filled game of Russian roulette **** stains plastered all over the bathroom floor cockroach's and rats run rampant raging alcoholics throw fist and set fire to bar stools Drunker stupors, and stain glass windows rule people call it martial law but I call it a regular Monday night...*
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Feb 18, 2016
Feb 18, 2016 at 9:19 PM UTC
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