about the days that nearly run you into the ground at the end of the week is hanging up your truck keys for a while, knowing the engine block outside is ticking sighs of relief, sink washing your groin and slipping into the freshest loosest pajama bottoms you've got, rolling a thunderous spliff, and pouring a two cube three finger whiskey, knowing that you made it to the end of another one with a little luck and a lot of skill.
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