I don’t belong in this Party Van. I’m not a beer-drinker (“Bee Double-Ee Double-Are-You-En, Beer Run”), and I don’t think our scarce money should be spent on drugs (“But Food is Free, Hunter!”). Yet I do belong here. I’m not JUST a skinny middle-class white chick. Some seem to think I am an angel or blessing dropped down into the van without
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~~Molly
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