DRAGON’S DINNER

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It was one of those hang-overs where you think you’re head’s feeling like a pig shat in it and the humidity was so thick and hot you feel like a dog whose trying to bite his ass off because he’d eaten to many hot peppers. One of those mornings where it feels like you should just hand your self over on a big silver platter and accept your place in line to become the DRAGON’S DINNER.

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