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Night On the Town
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razorgrin
Wheat Beer gon with summer. Now, dark Harvest Ale. Beer that eats like a meal. Watch Foosball, sip drinks Both grinning like Cheshire Cats whisper conspiracies. Limonade and I share White Russian, two straws like 50's malt shop kids.
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17-Oct-03/8:19 AM
You've outdone yourself with this grouped trio R.G.
Kicks ass.
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