Had our final practice for Thursday's show at Monty's Krown. My band, the Sisters of Murphy, are rarin' to go.
Problem is, I'm the only one who ever brings beer to pratice.
I'm sick of supplying the good stuff. Tonight it was straight Labatt Blue. My mouth tastes like Saskatchewan.
My ears are ringing. I'm going to bed.
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