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Post by atomicfloozy on Feb 21, 2023 19:53:19 GMT
"They" must know where I live. A few months ago, my fellow citizens and I agreed on one thing, to allow the sale of hard liquor & spirits in addition to beer & wine within the city limits. This week has seen two brand new liquor stores & the grocery store is remodeling to make room for liquor sales. Within a two block radius of my house, there are 5 places ready to sell the stuff floozies are made of. I no longer have to drive out of town to meet my friends Jack Daniels & Jose Cuervo. But does this mean "they" know where the Floozy lives?
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Post by sp on Feb 21, 2023 20:49:07 GMT
Driving 30 minutes (each way) to the city for spirits was part of the charm of living in North Texas, I thought?
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Post by atomicfloozy on Feb 22, 2023 0:45:42 GMT
It was some years ago. Used to have to drive all the way to Dallas or The Colony, & then just a few miles to Plano, but now - 2 blocks.
Many, many years ago, I attended Texas Tech in Lubbock where the city was dry, but the county wasn't. A lot of us made a little side money driving from the dorms to the edge of the city on beer & liquor runs. Ah, those were the days when the first few weeks of the Fall semester saw hundreds of boys surrounding our dorm demanding our panties, the dirtier & sweatier ones drove them into a frenzy. Knew some girls who tied a pair to a string & would let it float out over the crowd & just as they came within reach of the boys, they would pull them back up. Yeah, those were the days when most of the dorms were unairconditioned on the Texas prairie. Also, didn't help that the stockyards were just a few blocks away. Tech was a "cow" college in many ways.
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