[A pickle jar is probably the most obvious hardly tactical place he's ever seen but hey Freddy had a lot of fun emptying out that thing. He turns his pockets inside out anyway, unloading some bills and coins. Not much, that's the verdict.]
You live with kings, dude.
[Freddy says to Mister Dog with a firm pat pat to his big old head.]
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You live with kings, dude.
[Freddy says to Mister Dog with a firm pat pat to his big old head.]