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i am a bit busy tonight, how about tomorrow?
I could be dead by then.
So could I, but it is the best I can do.
Okay. If neither of us die before tomorrow, I’ll put you down for 10ish.
Sounds good. Should I bring anything?
A ribeye steak. Medium rare.
That will keep your energy up.
…and some Doritos.
Oh, of course. That was a given.
Just making sure all the i’s are dotted and the t’s are crossed.
So I am allotted an hour?
An hour? What, do you think I’m Superman? I’ll allot you four minutes. That’s an entire minute more than anyone else.
Wow, I feel so special. I get foreplay.
Four minute play.
Bang bang shoot shoot.
I’m a funslinger.
Thank goodness I am in need of some rootin’ and tootin’.
Yee and hah.
Ride em…
excuse me – get a stall!