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For the first time ever, I'm going to Helena Montana for the week. Well, the first time in real life I should say. When you read the story, you'll understand why I'm nervous.
You see, even though I've never actually stepped foot in Helena, I'm probably barred from the city. The blogging cast had WAY too much fun in our little mansion (sorry Squatlo) and most likely have our faces and names plastered on a "persona non grata" wall somewhere.
When I arrive in Helena, will I immediately be booted out?
Will I have scores of bar buddies waiting to hang out?
Will Q be waiting for me at the Capitol, going "ok bro, let's do this" with a can of spraypaint and an "Occupy ALL the things!" sign?
We'll see...
I am packing as we speak! I just hope we don't run into Grizz when we venture into Tall Tails. If we're lucky, we can arrive after midnight and some Coyote smugglers will take us into town unseen. I'm calling TOAR, Reck, Thundercat, Sonia, Michelle W. and the Tsaritsa now. Don't tell Squatlo and his wife that we're coming! Wait. Your job is paying for this, right?
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