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  the ticket!" he hollered. *gulp gulp gulp* and over the barstool he went. His final resting place - the bar he loved best. No flowers were sent, by request of the estate. The End.

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  Viennas would remain at the end of the day. Tiny, delectable baby fingers though they are. Fall is the season for such sausages.

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