It was a rare combination of circumstances that led Cramer to agree to sit still and listen to Stewart engage in his j'accuse.
We went to Plaster Creek, smoked a fattie, and emerged doing somersaults and cartwheels and laughing.
Jake tossed down three rums.
Each chop contained a few small gnawable bones, and plenty of velvety meat that would slip right off them after a long, gentle braise.
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