Tuesday, October 22, 2013

Howling Through the Moonshine

Breckinridge Elkins

Despite all the yoga, what I really want to do today is to drink a gallon of moonshine and howl my way through a drunken brawl with teeth and fists a’flying, rather than fly to a board meeting.  C’est la vie.  Must be time to break out some of Mean Pete's drunk old bastard heroes.

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