Preface: My across-the-hall neighbor is a tall skinny white dude who is a painter by trade (and thus drives a big honkin' painter's van). He also happens to have a black God-daughter.
Story: Yesterday was the first Gator game of the season, and said neighbor was having a semi-loud party, as game parties are wont to be. About a half-hour in, I
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