I Awoke With Dried Blood Caked on My Wrists. There are No Wounds, No Scratches, No Cuts: I Must Have Helped Someone in Need.

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From Betamax3000:

The King of Charismatic Drunks Excerpt Nine (Out of Sequence)

… by way of Ann Althouse

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"Anyone who still wants guns, rifles or ammo should go to Traction Control/Well-Regulated Militia: http://tinyurl.com/2ea4lhn Still pre-panic prices and a huge inventory and good reliable service. Tell everyone you know"

Posted by: DAve at December 23, 2012 02:55 PM (XDC0v) at AoSHQ