jukeboxemcsa: I could always tell when it was going to be one of my good nights. I would ask for volunteers, and scan the crowd for raised hands. There were always a few people who raised their arm in the air tentatively, prodded by their dates or their

jukeboxemcsa: I could always tell when it was going to be one of my good nights. I would ask for volunteers, and scan the crowd for raised hands. There were always a few people who raised their arm in the air tentatively, prodded by their dates or their

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