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Jan 19, 2009 17:30

five beers, four hits, three shots to reach my dirrty itch.
then i am back two one.
one chance to sing three cheers four five nights spent drinking.
until we burn out our insides.
six oclock im up again arms around the porcelain seven dry heaves to get out what i ate. nine things i tend to do before we get back two one.
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