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I Was Raised on Reptar.
Meditations on life, death and Lori Beth Denberg.
Friday, December 2, 2011
Solvang
I reject the idea that there's not a beergarden waiting for me somewhere under the sun with all the Orange Lavaburst in the world.
I'm off the clock, but I quit drinking.
Until I get another reason to.
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