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The other weekend
a very small poop found its way into Jamie’s beer. We
don’t condone this but it’s unfair to accuse the redheaded
woodpeckers that reside in the beer garden. At the altitude
involved and with the sightings of bogie yellow bellied
birds, we feel that it was not friendly fire but a surprise
attack. We standby our redheaded friends and resent
the innuendos to the contrary. We wash our hands of
this whole affair (and our glasses).
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