Precious Moments

In a bar, which serves as the neighborhood diner. Man with a hat on his belt and a large mug of beer pokes his head in from the patio and says something that can either be interpreted as “every time she comes, she looses her teeth,” or “it all looks cool until you loose a tooth.” His voice was garbled, we couldn’t tell if it was an accent or I’ll-fitting dentures.

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