Just because I'm no longer West Lakeview's foremost Sexy Bingo caller doesn't mean I can't still scavenge at the Pitchfork Music Festival.
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Slight mea culpa in devoting two squares to vomit. No penguins this year, but there was that hunk in the hot dog costume. And that wine square was only because I spilled while making the board.
