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Wednesday, March 17, 2010
A Meal Ticket reader who works in a local restaurant sends us this cell-phone shot of a freshly laundered cocktail linen that was packaged up and delivered to the eatery yesterday. In case you can't make it out, it reads: Bitch Why The Fuck Would I not Want To B W you Dunno dog, maybe she doesn't want to be with you because you like dropping creepy-ass messages to people on cocktail linens?
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