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On this, the eve of my 21st birthday I sit here infront of my computer, a beer in my hand and a tear in my eye. For tonight I bid farewell forever to one of my dearest and closest friends. Under-age drinking. What can I say? We've had good times. From the first time we met at the river in downtown Sykesville to this very moment as I sit here and type this message. We've had a good run. And now... it all comes to an end. For in a matter of a couple of hours (one hour and 48 minutes to be exact), no longer will I be able to partake in my all time favorite activity. Good bye dear friend. I will miss you.
*Weep*
I swear beer tastes so much sweeter when you know its illegal for you to have.
*Weep*
I swear beer tastes so much sweeter when you know its illegal for you to have.