What Happens When You Have To Play That Piano Drunk? Or, The Most Absurd Thing I Heard All Day

What Happens When You Have To Play That Piano Drunk? Or, The Most Absurd Thing I Heard All Day

You're really good on the piano. I mean, when it comes to the black and white keys, Alicia ain't got sh*t on you. You're probably going to be a concert pianist. But then, a venerable Wall Street firm comes along and, because you also happen to have a knack for cash flow analysis (and an uncanny ability to suffer the deepest depths of boredom), offers you an attractive salary to move to the city. You go over to the dark side. There's no room in your 650 square foot apartment for a piano, so you
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