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You're not kidding me. You'd claw out Willie Nelson's eyes for the last kind bud in the world, you dirty hippy!

Wait, aren't you dope smoking hippies?

Forcing you to stay extra time in KC and do kung fu may be easier than I thought.

If you need a place to crash along the way, let me know, we've got extra space.

I'm game. By "beer and a lunch", we're talking a sierra nevada pale ale followed by a Guiness, right?