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It's Seven O'Clock And I Want To Rock, Want To Get A Belly Full Of Beer
How I spent my day today (in part):
![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNwkaaOIbDjCMIRp-4tAdxsPwdGH_Qos0Z_YE5Q5s31pPKt7WQLOhYjbhw4pomwyvFb5RtOYfAWvG2K6Qs3CGf6g9Lr-tACqBgQX8sp76W99F2A6heEUByJ7XZZtJSkpAZu7Iw/s400/Beer.jpg)
(Yes, I am drinking and pouring beer at the same time. This skill apparently garners me superhero status - if only I'd known it could be that easy.)
Oh, and this:
![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEif7yH3NgEBRgguNL9t0axU3cgo-fxVTRLOCgUQYQrUAFydrtOuo1-t2Nl5XvxZhdpeC3EhOk-c3d8S2798NkdoGl04-crQhUH0kyrfmXJRcDgB2DmKS1Cv8VM_Z2Z6RVYdlwJK/s400/Brisket.jpg)
Actually, I did do a lot of other constructive things, but this is what was captured on "film", naturally.Labels: 14/48, Beer, brisket, Theatre
Posted byCOMTE
on 2:32 AM
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