from what i remember,
would
put limits
on men.
how much money
do you make,
they'd ask,
where do you work,
tell me about the school
you went to.
your parents?
what kind of car do you drive?
are you healthy?
do you love your
mother?
so many questions,
so many
beer induced
lies.
when we only cared about
if they would go home
with us
when the lights went up
and the joint
closed,
and that she looked
relatively fine.
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