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Uhmm, tell me about your state income tax. Oh, and let me tell you about that $8000 annual property tax bill on my former NJ home...
Don't drank beer, don't pay tax.
Go to All Seasons on 8th. They'll get you all fitted up with a sweet home brewing operation that will pay for itself at those rates.
Nothing says "working class" like the Nashville Scene.
What could possibly be more proletarian than your summer fashion guides, fall frat-boy funneling editions, and cream-cast podcasts?
Maybe if Jeff belches "PBR" one more time I might be convinced of your paper's blue collar pedigree, but I doubt it.