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Greg & I went to Prohibition the other night. It was a nice place but became extremely packed as the night wore on. Greg shamelessly outed himself as an elder in the group when he remarked, “This can’t meet the fire code.” We left before midnight and had to fight our way through the crowd. I declared, “That place is the intestines and we’re the poop.” They just squeezed us out right there on the sidewalk with all the smokers.

Piece of shit.