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So I went out last night and didn't drink... and lived! Who knew it was possible? Now as it turns out this was the wise choice as everyone in the bar was the biggest freak ever! Hipsters and farmers come to the 'big city' for a night on the town. What is with hipsters? Is there a factory somewhere devoted solely to the mass production of scrawny badly dressed fuckers? Why do they do hallucinogenic amphetamines and go to a bar? Don't they know I get pissed off when inconsiderate assclowns bash into me without appologizing? When I put my hand on your back and say 'excuse me' it means MOVE! If I have to do that three times and you don't, I WILL knock you over and I WILL NOT appologize so spare me the stink eye you miserable cunt.

Anyhoo, I've found my name. I shall hence forth be known as Mauly Maid! It speaks to my two loves, beatings and cleaning. Thanx for the suggestions and help... it's deceptively hard to think up a nick name for yourself... especially after thousands of people have already taken any of the remotely obvious ones.

Well, I'm in the middle of making pancakes so I should get back to that.

Smell ya later.