I woke up one Sunday morning to find my good friend Casey had left 26 beers in my refrigerator, apparently he split in the middle of the night because his girlfriend fell down some stairs, or something...So he couldn't drink the remainder of the pack. Like a good, empathic friend, I start drinking the beers. And the rest is history......
LadyBoy 2 on the way, this time there will be a script and won't be so janky.
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