Author Archives: Jarrett Haley

BULL On Tap: Corona Extra

BULL On Tap: Corona Extra

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…if there’s nothing to hide, what’s the lime for?more

Jackpine Savage

Jackpine Savage

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The second it gets to the hard stuff under the bark it nearly pulls right out of my gloves. I touch the trunk with the bar and it kicks back, catching the new green chaps at my shinmore

Thin Skin

Thin Skin

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Brad blamed my quick-comings on my foreskin. He’d read in Hustler that uncircumcised penises were extra-sensitive and therefore prone to premature ejaculation. I couldn’t argue. I’d always been extremely sensitive…more

Learning the Pig

Learning the Pig

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“He twisted and rolled the pebble between his fingers, staring straight ahead at the black pig, lying tied to a post sunk in bone grey dirt in the middle of the fieldmore

I Have Always Been Here Before

I Have Always Been Here Before

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“I am scared that some government agency is going to come take the baby away from me. He is not, after all, minemore

The Pig’s America

The Pig’s America

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“Truth be told, bacon is far more versatile than most of us realize.” -Heather Lauer, Bacon: A Love Story   Just let me briefly set the scene for you. East on McGuire you’ve got these industrial hangars which sit like the silhouettes of giant well-made turds against the sky’s SeaWorld blue, bland and very spooky,more

Eight Rounds

Eight Rounds

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I got to bang with him. I got to get in there and really make it a fight.more

BULL On Tap: Natural Light

BULL On Tap: Natural Light

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Natural—“Natty”—even “Nasty” Light, as some call it…more

In the Season of Blood and Gold

In the Season of Blood and Gold

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They rode horses of all colors, all bloods. Strays, they called them, tongues in cheek. Horses that offered themselves for the good of the country, under no lock and keymore

Rob Lowe in Flight

Rob Lowe in Flight

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“There he goes, Rob Lowe, leaping from my rooftop, nothing below him but the neighbor’s flat, gray, concrete side-yard three stories downmore