When I first got there, I inquired as to where the liquor was, and went straight for the Mohawk, and poured myself a shot. A tall dude holding a beer (something like a Keystone Light) looked at me, smirked, and said, "Yeah, shoot that." So I did. I mean, come on, guy, it's not like it's fucking diesel fuel - it's essentially just doubel vodka. I'm
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