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Dec 2012
Know someone?
Maybe you do.
Hell, maybe you don't.
You might know someone
who knows someone
who knows.

No matter, I got a guy.
Primo.
Feel that trickle down the back of your throat?
oh, here
let me help you.
How about now?

you feelin' it?
What?
*******.
Sure, you are.
My dude doesn't
deal
in
bunk,
just in bulk.

Correct me if I am wrong.
seriously, just try to.
see if I can be smooth-talked
like a last-call first-timer.
Me and you are fighting
Tonight!

******* my head hurts.
Hey, babe wanna m-
How'd you get that black eye!
Oh.
...Oh.
Well...
Breakfast in Bed?
Love you too.
Thomas J Koncel
Written by
Thomas J Koncel  Chicago
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