Monday

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a night of Dib
 happy birthings rana and mona
we go crazy, collectively.
long night,saturday. want to know all about it? sure you do, why the fuck else would you be here... you Internet, you. i popped over to The City on saturday night. hit up my mama margot's dinner party. ATE bacon covered shrimp. drank delicious boozey lemonade. THEN, i left. i went to deliruim. my baby factory. to make a call, to the dibs to get the address to their party. shit my dick, no one answered their phones. 
i had nowhere else to go, and i knew someone would call me back. so? it's not the first time i've soloed in a bar... well, i didn't even get a chance. you know the OTHER bartender i love? maybe you do. he walked right up to me and said hey, how YOU doin? we shot the shit, he took me to kilowat... gross. but beggers cannot be choosers now can they? fernet down the hatch, a few fishing pictures later and i cut. i finally found out where i was going. DEEP. i arrive at the party, too full, not drunk. up the nose and down the hatch... back in action. long story short (too late) i ended the night schoolin' fools in the ways of rock. j dahhling, the loner extraordinaire. i blasted bowie, held a speaker up to each ear and sang my little rotten heart out. forever and always, too crazy for my damn self.

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