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Tales from the Bar (I have no idea what number this is…)

For once, this installment of Tales from the Bar does not have to do with being hit on, groped or any other such events.  Which, in some sorta sick, twisted way, almost makes me sad.  I mean, c’mon!  I like … Continue reading

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Tales from the Bar #3

It seems like all of these stories start out, “So I was at karaoke night…” Which I was. I was heading over to the bar to get a beer, and my purse (the ginormous sack of life that I usually … Continue reading

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Tales from the Bar #2

I realized that I haven’t blogged another “bar story” since my first installment – and I happened to tell a friend this one today, so I figured I’d share with the group while it’s fresh in my head. Maybe a … Continue reading

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Tales from the Bar (this could be a series)

Just as a quick update: I just have a Sinus Infection.  My car is fixed ($700 later).  Blee-blah. But I figured maybe I’d try and inject a little comedy in here.  Real-life comedy.  I have a bunch of “Meredith Stories” (as … Continue reading

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