Pauke! Pauke!
Charter Member
And then....after a few beers at some little bar and grill across the street from the hardware store and the bag your own groceries outlet in a back water old town somewhere in the great American West; I push my bar stool away from a half drunk Lucky Bucket Lager and weave my way over to the old Rock-Ola jukebox in the corner and drop a couple dollars worth of quarters in the slot and punch the selection keys.
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