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Thursday, January 15, 2015

Greetings Laff Lovers,

Things sure have changed since I was a young, swinging bachelor. After the Bulls game last weekend (which turned out to be a hell of a lot of fun, by the way) some of the younger people there who had been drinking beer all evening decided that they were going to go to a strip club once we got back on the south side.

Which is perfectly cool. I have been to plenty of strip clubs and I am not about to start casting stones, but these five people were all women.

What the fuck is the world coming to?

Confusedly,

TZ

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