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Damn what a fine ass night it is, Long Beach right now is fucking great. Its one of those nights I wish I could just sit back crack open a beer and chill. But alas I'm stuck at work. What makes it worse is the guy in charge here likes to come over and chill once we retire colors. Not a bad thing by any means since my crew is one of few that he shoots the shit with(if he stays late to chill, there's little to no chance of him coming back). That's a good sign for me knowing he trust the work I do to not need to show up randomly. Bad part is, he always brings a 6 pack and then I'm left wanting a damn beer the rest of the night. I swear he does it on purpose, its all good though, it just makes that one four days later taste that much better. Back to work for me,

Lates
P.S. This sidekick fuckin rules, internet and porn at my finger tips 24/7 whether I'm at work or not

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