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Oh, I'd had a lot more than 7 shots at that point. It was more like a bottle of port plus most of a bottle of Jager. I forget what the original point of the drive was, since the closest store is 8 miles away, and most certainly would have been closed at the time I attempted the drive. Maybe it was just to drive down to the clubhouse for a swim.
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Thinkin' of a master plan
'Cuz ain't nuthin' but sweat inside my hand
So I dig into my pocket, all my money is spent
So I dig deeper but still comin' up with lint
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