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“But, I get a kick out of youuu…” Guy sang as he approached the table he had by now fondly nicknamed the Abdominal Drinks Table. Anthony had done quite well, and Guy was truly having fun. More specifically, he was drunk. But cheerfully drunk, which was a novelty in recent times.
The ADT in sight, Guy pondered what to have as he hummed the next line.
The ADT in sight, Guy pondered what to have as he hummed the next line.