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Reminds me of a time in my twenties. At 1:30am, Jim asks if I'm hungry. "Yes". He replies, "Lets go to IHOP".
We jump in his 86 930 cab, scarf down, then the bill arrives. Neither one of us has a dime.
I had to leave my drivers license and return the next day to pay the bill.
Fuch Jim.
True story.
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