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When i was young and dumb, Micky's Malt Liquor was the thing to drink...in the big mouth bottles. We could get it at cost where my friend worked, which was a little over $4 per case. I can't stomach it now...too many drunk nights on it cause my body to rebel at even the mere thought of it.
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 1987 560SL
85,000 miles
Meet on the level, leave on the square. Great words to live by
Were we directed from Washington when to sow and when to reap, we should soon want bread. - Thomas Jefferson: Autobiography, 1821.
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