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John Tucker Carney Must Die
Picture it: Atlanta, December 21, 2003. A lovely, prim and proper young lassie from the mean streets of New Orleans finds herself miles away from her homeland and thereby forced to watch her Saints from a sports bar. In those days, the common woman couldn’t afford the luxury of NFL Sunday Ticket and even if she could, her bitchy apartment complex managers wouldn’t let her put up a damn dish without putting down a security deposit like the money grubbing leeches they are…but we digress.
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