#whiskeystarter

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The notion of Truth or Drink must have not crossed Remington's mind as he walked into the familiar spot. Honestly he was just here for the food. Though, upon ordering he figured he could get his kicks in by listening to some of these confessions. One in particular caught his attention. This other male was asked how many people he had slept with - and instead of maybe lying or pleading the fifth that person in question answered. Much to Remington's dismay as he overheard it. The guy was a virgin but he reassured the woman across from him that he was experienced - because he had a blow up doll to practice on. "If that isn't reason enough to have double shot of Tequila then I don't know what is." Was he scarred? Absolutely. And the kicker was Remington hated Tequila. But desperate times called for desperate measures. Nonetheless he flagged down the bartender to get the order of shots.

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"Okay don't judge - honestly I am not past putting some of these Crawfish in my pockets to save for later. Seriously every year these boils get better." The man spoke with enthusiasm. He could eat that was for certain. The slogan Margie loves Crawfish - Mckinley shared that same taste. He just hoped he could leave room for that blueberry cobbler though.

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"I hadn't realized this was going to turn into a porno. If I knew in advance I would have skipped. Or at least parked somewhere else." The man mused or rather grumbled as he turned away from the couple who was getting hot and heavy in the back of a pick up truck. Remington was half attempted to throw a beer at the guy in hopes of knocking him out so they would leave. But that was only wishful thinking. Plus he didn't want to waste any of his booze on the much younger duo.