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Who\'s got my headie fake I.D.?
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Ant, some small places you gotta get a beer in your hand asap...like corner pocket I had like two beers, showed people (door guy, bartender, owner) my face with a beer in my hand.  Then I didn\'t drink for the rest of the evening.  Richters is a different story.
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