Cider and mead will leave a hole in your stomach just about big enough for a suburban to drive through comfortably. The ren faire rocks. Especially when your old employer still owes you money, that he pays up, so you can get more booze than you really budgetted for. Booyah. Ugh... Where's the fucking tums?
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