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i remember working as a bellboy one morning when an inebriated Eric King walked into the hotel at 7 am and did not have his room key. I(17 at the time) took him to the front desk, got a key and helped him into his room. Just before he took a nestea plunge onto his bed, he ripped one of the loudest farts i have ever heard. At 3 pm I saw him resurface in the lobby, he came over to the bell stand, thanked me very much for my help and handed me a twenty. Fun times. Go Tigers...
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