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Georgia's Laugh Inn

At Georgia's Laugh Inn there's no liquor, no credit cards, just cash. There aint no whiskey between ol' bar stools ragged beards and confederate caps. At Georgia's you can gamble, there's poker, cards and dice. The airs a sea of smoky Marbolo The perfumes sea salt with bud light. At Georgia's you can step down, to the coast of the old south. Get a laugh in at her Laugh Inn, before wandering someplace else.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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Date: 7/9/2009 3:31:00 PM
Interesting. Sara
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