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Franklin K.R. Cline Walks Into a Bar [II]

By Franklin K.R. Cline From Issue No. 8

for klingers east and it kicks ass! bars rule cant swing my dick without hitting a bar in milwaukee love to sit on a stool and find franklin k.r. cline chatting with whoever amongst the brewers game the crossword in todays paper passed around. who got this next round? ah, thanks. i got the next one four five six of us sittin around each buys two rounds im no mathematician but thats eight drinks amongst the four five six of us in an hour snow falls and we stumble home showered in it

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