"The last time I got drunk in public, the guy who pulled me over knew me. When I say he knew me, I mean he knew me since I was about 3 years old. He lived four doors down in a town of 400, we've MET. He pulls me over from the sidewalk, and gets his little notepad out. "Do you have any alises?" "Yeah, they call me...'tader salad
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