Barrelhouse is a literary journal that bridges the gap between high and low culture. This is the blog firmly planted in the low side of things: random thoughts from our editors and friends on music, movies, television, bubblegum cards, Mr. T, the importance of the movie Roadhouse and whatever else we argue about after we've had too many Brooklyn Browns.
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You never sold me drugs, Baby.
I feel left out.
See, I only did that in my younger, stupider and clearly more entreprnurial years. These days, you gotz more drugs than I do, Xanadu.
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