Love it. I remember my sister and I staying the weekend with Kari when we were little. We were sleeping on the living room floor and we were awoken in the middle of the night by our dads, absolutely shit-canned on home brew, making a ruckus out in the kitchen. I might be making up the home-brew part, but the shit-canned part is definately true.

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