[mass55th]

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[angkor]

My favorite wakeup breakfast at the Bloody Bucket in Hyannis
used to be this much Bushmill in a clean tumbler, and a bag
of Chips A'Hoy for dunking. I'd get so snookered
that by four o'clock the Hyannis police would escort
me to the Cumberland Farms for more cookies