Upside Down Shots

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I swore it out loud at Leach’s, got out of the barber chair where you do upside down shots, Margaritas and Bloody Brains and if Phil is bartending sometimes you can talk him into a Brewster Hammer but if you puke it you’re barred for life.

I stood up and the lottery story was on the news, the Big Mega Jackpot, and I said if I ever win we’re gonna clear the Amherst Shelter, and everyone’s getting a dog.

I didn’t hit that big one, or the next dozen or so.

Stopped playing for a while.

Got a new job at Krykan, felt like the lottery sometimes.