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When I was in basic college, I worked at a liquor store. There was one older, worn-out-bad-road-faced gentleman who came in every day and purchased one 22 of Budweiser, and one half-pint of Southern Comfort. But then one day, he came into the store carrying flowers, and he purchased TWO 22s of Budweiser, and TWO half-pints of Southern Comfort.

TAKE THAT ROMANCE, TITANIC DICAPRIO.

Eventually he stopped coming into the store. But not because he had died, which is what you might assume. There was a guy from my high school who spent all of Freshman year trying to get people to come watch Akira with him in the lunch room, and then came to school first day of sophomore year dressed like a droog and has looked like a fucked-inside-out Robert Smith crossed with a court jester from the Royal Court of King Marilyn Manson ever since. Anyway, he started working at the liquor store about a year after I started, and I think that his life has been very difficult and I should not make fun of him (see: above), except that he once made me suffer through an entire They Might Be Giants box-set, at which point he cemented his position in my mind as permanent fuck-with material because he will never be forgiven . After he started working there, the old man with the Budweiser and Southern Comfort stopped coming in because THAT WAS THE DROOG’S DAD. This story is sad. If only he hadn’t played that They Might Be Giants box-set, you would never have heard it, out of respect.

All of this to say, of course, that here is the podcast for July Ritalin Readings.

Theme: “drinking”
Readers: Brent Sullivan
Aileen Gallagher
Jesse Popp
Julie Klausner
Chelsea Peretti
Jon Friedman
Joe Mande

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