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The morning after

Maybe it's all the Butterknives I drank last night, but I'm out of it today. How out of it you ask? While combing my hair this morning, I realized that I could make it look Romulan.

I left it.

Business hours at the crisis center are from 9a-4p, if you want to come check it out.

Now where did I put my disruptor . . .

P.S. A Butterknife = Ghetto Screwdriver = Vodka and Sunny Delight (soooo goood)