Which is what Veg brought me tonight, along with a yummy sammich from the Long Room. V. brought along C. and I regaled them with strange music and tales of my Methodist upbringing...V. told a disturbing tale of a butcher shop near her parents' house and the family dog bringing home a cow's head one night...and I drunkenly advised C. to watch out for racists in Little Rock (something I sure he could have done without...). It was nice to have their company this evening, indeed.
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And Veg, you left your ciggies here. I can't promise they'll be here when you return. At least not all of them.
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*Puuuuuufffff*
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