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        Columnist Billy Manes sends in the clowns for columnist Billy Manes. No Joke
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        I am a skin sock, a body bag, a frozen chicken breast with the tooth-cracking crisp of microwaved edges tonight, and it's getting me nowhere
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        "You weren't supposed to find out about this,"
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        This is the lesbian breaking point
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        This will end badly. When I was a little girl, the heights of a lip-glossed boredom escape via the binary rule book of "truth or dare" would send endorphins rushing to wrinkly
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        You know what term I miss?" Eddie's purse of a mouth empties out onto the floor as he swoops into the screaming puppies of my living room
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        There's a palpable panic as I slip past the polyester static in the pants of my periwinkle leisure suit, a sense of poorly fashioned costume exhibitionism
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        If this particular wrung-out rag of a Monday night were something more than a reverse howl of sleep apnea
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        It's gray outside. Blustery billows of dank fat-man breath blow down from the sky and up pleated man-skirts, chilling freckles
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        Now that all of the teacups have followed their flying saucers from the cupboard to the shattering floor
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        ‘You guys need to have babies!'
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        It's like a candy-coated war zone. The stuttering gridlock of westbound I-4 traffic the Monday after Christmas hiccups in tryptophan-laced
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        Twinkle, twinkle, twinkle go the lights attached to wires attached to plugs wedged into drywall sockets, and the process of illumination
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        There are things whizzing around — misshapen puzzle pieces from old grandma Milton Bradley bridge portraits never completed
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        Through the refracted blue-neon reflection of nightlife's anthropological looking glass, time has a way of bending in on itself, rendering context useless
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        Beyond good and evil, there is marriage: that antiquated social contract disguised as a torn page from a glossy magazine full of tampon ads
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        Taylor's wheezing limbs, glued together by divine phlegmatic cohesion, crop up on a corner of the bar at Revolution
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        The light just went off, that old major airline seatbelt signifier of settling down, of woes left behind like microscopic dust particles in an imagined inner-eyelid rearview mirror
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        I don't know what it is, but tonight's straitjacket of social obligation resignation seems to have a sandspur stuck in its armpit.
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        There's a special place in the dog-eared American socioeconomic TripTik where men are men and women are
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        Sometimes you get caught in a moment, whether it's yours to embody or not
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        And so it begins: the saccharine squeaks and irreverence of giggling girls gaggled together in the name of last labia rites
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        It isn't as easy as it seems. Those adhesive Arthur Murray footprints trod trillions
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