
My Meatloaf Story
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Anyone who thinks junkies are lazy didn’t know T.J. and Barb. They were up at 4 am every blessed day, 24/7/365, to be first in line at the methadone clinic. This would stave off the dope sickness long enough for them to start the rounds of the easy touch doctors who could be counted on to prescribe narcotics for T.J.’s bad back or Barb’s debilitating period cramps.