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Speaking of the saxophone


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I got cut off from alcohol, the stool was defective but the bar maid didn't want to hear it.

I ended up on the stage, the engine for the sax.

I provided the wind, and the player pushed the keys, and we were going to the edge of sax city.

The band took a break, the sax driver wanted to buy me a beer.

The bitch behind the bar said no.

Remember that night to this day.

 

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