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Consumed with angst over the mention of an alcoholic drink, Fred
flashesback to his AA meetings. The long hours, cooped up in a smoke
filled room. The poker, the donuts, the coffee, the fist fights in the
women's restroom, the penny throwing in the alley and the time the magic
heating ball malfunctioned and made them all hallucinate Elvis. Which was
three times as scary as a normal hallucination, as Elvis wouldn't be
around for seven hundred years. Fred cries and sobs. "No, Counseler Tellah." he says into his knees. "I swear, I didn't have mead, I just passed by the ale house. I had to, at the end of the street. You're only smelling it because your magic spell increased your senses! Not the Croffle! NOT THE CROFFLE!"
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