'Cept now I'm fucking with Phils. Why? Because the friendly mom-and-pop corner store I buy my wraps at is now a fucking 7-11. And mini-Dutches went from .97 a piece to $1.29. Fortunately, the liquor store next door carries Phillies (but no Dutch Masters? WTF?) for .99. And doesn't charge tax. I know who I'm fucking with when I need to get my piff right.
In other news, I put a band together with a couple friends. Things should be cool, if only we could get together for band practice! Fuck school and work for getting in the way of musical innovation!
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