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 Member 238 Level 16.01 Mar 2006 
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I remember being in a bar in Oquwka for quarter beer night. I thought it was nice to drink as much as I wanted at barely any cost, but I forgot I was in a town where all their is to do is drink, do drugs, and...
A lady sat down next to me at the bar, grabbed my hand, and said "Meet me at the boathouse." ... I was a statue. I downed the rest of my beer, left a $10 on the bar, and said "Sure. I'll see you in... The boat house... Sometime... Tonight..." I got up, walked home, and watched some adult swim cartoons. Now I just have a distrust towards any boathouse in Oquawka. How ya doing, buddy?
"I can make a scalpel sing, but that is my gift. The gift is not in my hands, for you see, I can play the notes [on a piano], but I can't make music."
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