Happy Independence Day to all the fellow Americans out there, by the way (even those oppressed in DC…thanks, Genehack.) After spending yesterday in nearby New Haven catching up and playing music with some old friends, my 4th plans probably aren’t going to extend very far beyond Internet Scrabble and a late-night poker game. At any rate, be safe out there, kids.
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Nothin beats smokin cigs with the bros that the old man doles out once a year and slingin ‘crackers at the neighborhood girls listening to them scream. (Hell, they like it, or else why would they keep doubling back?)
Anyways, happy 4th