What I remember of Saturday night was awesome. I must of met every one of my readers in town, some that I didn't know about and some that bought me drinks. Andrea called me a celebrity and I kinda felt like it.
For real it was like half the height of the bar, there's no way the bartenders saw it. I assume it had to get a friend to buy the drinks, I wish I was paying more attention because I'm spending way too much time wondering about it.
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Exactly. Midgets be's peeps too, y'know. Funny how you use 'her' in the strip, but 'it' in the commentary.
oh wow, i'm very sorry if i did.
i don't remember doing it but that doesn't mean it didn't happen.
now i feel awful..
i feel awful about any slapping.
though now you have me thinking about ass-slapping a midget, it's something i'd do just to tell people i've done it.
like that time i ate a kit-kat in the shower.
Aw crap now I'm reeeally reeally sorry. That's not so much crazy as it is just plain rude.
I guess I have to leave town now.
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