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The Word
Guy walks in, distinguished by five o’clock shadow and rolled up sleeves of his business attire. as bartender, it is safe to assume that he had a tough day at work. A bad day deserves a Frisky Whisky, Lumberjack, Bloody Kiss, or at the very least, a Jackhammer. Give it to him and give it to him good. Now watch his frown turn upside down.
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