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You're attending an Oktoberfest Gathering at a local watering hole. Plenty of German Beers and Eats are available. There's live music from local bands. You're enjoying the proceedings. Two gentlemen cross your field of vision. One of them looks like the lead singer of Loverboy (but in full post-headband/red leather pants wearing Recovery Mode); the other, a green flannel shirt clad and feathered haired poor man's version of the Former Lead Singer of Creedence Clearwater Revival. An immediate Visceral Reaction kicks in. Without thinking you blurt out:
"I want to order a sausage next to John Fogerty."
And, though said exclamation could be potentially embarrassing, you are pleased to know that even your Unconscious Mind hates mother-plooking Loverboy (and their imitators).
T
You're attending an Oktoberfest Gathering at a local watering hole. Plenty of German Beers and Eats are available. There's live music from local bands. You're enjoying the proceedings. Two gentlemen cross your field of vision. One of them looks like the lead singer of Loverboy (but in full post-headband/red leather pants wearing Recovery Mode); the other, a green flannel shirt clad and feathered haired poor man's version of the Former Lead Singer of Creedence Clearwater Revival. An immediate Visceral Reaction kicks in. Without thinking you blurt out:
"I want to order a sausage next to John Fogerty."
And, though said exclamation could be potentially embarrassing, you are pleased to know that even your Unconscious Mind hates mother-plooking Loverboy (and their imitators).
T
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