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Take Your Tommy Bahama and

Take Your Tommy Bahama and Shove It

Secret Message to the guy and his brethren at that bar in Del Mar:

No, I don't have fake boobs, french nails, and a Mystic Tan. I wasn't wearing a hat.
But I have a brain. And a personality.
And next time you ask me a question, listen to the answer, instead of staring at my best friend hoping she's listening so you can tell her how you're a golf pro.

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