Mike's Rhode Island Crush

For some reason, every middle aged woman loves Mike Thomas. We're not really sure, maybe it is the babyface, overwhelming drunken charm, random ramblings of alcoholic incoherrant statements... Then again, probably gonna chalk this one up to the rapist wit.

So here she is, some towney broad that was buying Mike pitcher after pitcher at Eddie's pub. She really knew how to get at it. Mike and Pfif just put on a little display of drinking by downing the pitchers themselves instead of sharing the hops and barley concoctions with her. Classic.

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