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Guida & Me drove up to the ***** D In my whip there was co-pilot Bryx and Captain Sleezy E We rolled up to my yerp bro Brad D's Next were greeted by Dino whos drinking a 40 Labatt Blue bonging and ponging like were competing for beer drinking glory Then its onto asweome fries, saganaki, and telling funny stories That night was crazy and a definite blast Woke up the next day to see Dino's Dad's spot and gasp! Walk into the kitchen to see Grandma Rontondo cooking homemade marinara Smelling fresher than the lobby inside of a Panera Next it's downstaris to the "Thunderdome," mindblow is all I can tell ya! The food was amazing with Uncle D on the grill Sammy the Bull said "Plastic Cups!" so that was the deal Party was wild, popping bottles in other words unreal Zoo was great, conductor swag was for real Tigers beat the Twins, and that night it was freestyling, speeches, and Labatts on chill Like the words of Willie Nelson the ***** D stays on my mind I'll never forget that trip like my brain is a VCR and has the element of rewind!
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Sep 19, 2011
Sep 19, 2011 at 7:00 PM UTC
My First Trip To The ***** D
My right thumb dove from my pitcher into a man's water glass, soaking his napkin and place mat. He pulled away from his mug of Labatt Blue, lips curling the caramel color back past his picket fence teeth. Like his wife's diamond ring, she was turned away. Her face was illuminated by her phone. Sharon's back with Tom? Shoot me. He slid his chair back, legs scraping the floorboards like a car accident. He stood a decent four inches taller than me. Chevrolet was printed across his faded t-shirt, and his boots hit the floor like mallets when he stepped. The pitcher in my grip shook like the Titanic capsizing. This man was the iceberg; I was the captain panicking behind the wheel.
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Jul 30, 2014
Jul 30, 2014 at 12:21 AM UTC
Labatt Blue Iceberg
We started out as daddy's little girls And you did your best to shelter us from the world But somewhere along the line The world was not so kind When we needed you most You disappeared like a ghost Drowning in a case of Labatt Blue Thinking we had no clue
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Feb 10, 2019
Feb 10, 2019 at 8:06 PM UTC
Pookie, Pumkin and Pudding