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Knew you were on to something.
That the best you got?
You're on drugs, Pink?
You're on drugs, Pink?
You're on drugs, and you're not sharing, Mr. Pink.
What the fuck is wrong with you? Let him think I'm dying!
You fucked that one yourself, having a rational fucking conversation with the asshole.
The fancy place? I heard of it but I ain't ever been inside, I'm outclassed.
Rational? You call that rational? He keeps taking little piss shots at me for bleeding my fuckin' guts out!
Blonde is not rational.
Blonde is not rational.
He might be a psychopath but he's not a fucking idiot, either.
They say after a few hours these people are gone.
They say after a few hours these people are gone.
Well, that's quite the gracious reassurance. Not that I can necessarily fault you for offering it, given the range of reactions I've seen displayed over this network. There have certainly been a few shows of open animosity toward those who have just arrived in this reality. It's enough to make one wonder what sort of issues may have occurred in the past as a result of this sort of mass trans-dimensional displacement.
That sounds more like a mime. A wolf in sheep's clothing, one of those.
Promises are so easily broken.
I've heard that one before.
You're not the first person to suggest that. What happened to faith in mankind?
Man didn't have a shovel big enough for all the shit he was shoveling.
I don't know too much about shovelin' but I used to play shortstop. I can tell you at least I throw it pretty far.
So long as it's being pitched in a direction other than mine, a girl can't complain.
Good on ya. Don't serve shit.
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