Sean Beaudoin

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She's Always Ready

  If Foghat, Nickelback and .38 Special had a baby, it would immediately unsheath its retracting fangs, kill all the nurses, bury a sac of eggs in the doctor's chest, and leap through the window, landing on the roof of a speeding milk truck. It would then pound its chest, pop on some Wayfarers, tie a bandanna around its thigh, and loosen a howl of such rocking blood-thirst that every animal within a ten mile radius fell permanently silent.

Either that, or it would sound like Ram Jam.
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“The trouble began in seventh grade, when I was taken out of regular classes and put in assisted learning, which smelled like eau du Velveeta.”

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