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It pierces the palm and affixes to a can which elbows its way up to the mouth.
The gesture is repeated until the can empties and a new one takes its place.
The greater the repetition, the slurrier the mouth.
The greater the repetition, the more natural it becomes slobberingly robotic.
The more natural it becomes for the mouth to verbalize all the ills
that keep the elbow exercising: the worthless wife, the thankless job,
the doped-up daughter, the friggin' minorities...JesusChristOhara!
It is a daily weather report where life is drowning in a sea of barley and hops.
The beer bolt makes self-pity redundant.
Gulp! Gulp!
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Footnote
BEER BOLT: THE PERVERISON OF A 2000-YEAR-OLD NAIL
is the copyrighted property of the Lewis Carroll School of Logic.
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