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Well hey, look who's back! That's right, ladies and gentlemen, it's Miniver. The usual palm tree Miniver, 25 years old and ENTIRELY too drunk to care that as soon as he tumbles in from LA, Bar outfits him with copious amounts of glitter and eyeliner.
If he could see himself, he'd probably think it was hot.
The tipsy poet takes a look around, decides this all can only lead to fun, and finds himself a seat and a beer.
If he could see himself, he'd probably think it was hot.
The tipsy poet takes a look around, decides this all can only lead to fun, and finds himself a seat and a beer.