orangetoughguy

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I promise, I promise.

I won't bite.

[ooc: No "I'm a ___." spoilers or crew doubles please?]

Man, I pulled a lotta shit. You know me, you're gonna have to be specific about it.

You know me, don't you meathead. Through Joe.

Joe's a generic fuckin' name.

If I know a Joe I don't know nobody through him.

What? You're in with Joe and Eddie.

Oh, now there's Eddie. Well. All makes sense now, don't it?

You think you're hot shit, don't you? Guess what. You're outnumbered.

Yeah, yeah. There's three of you yahoos what figure you know me for something.

And here I thought this place would manage t'get stale eventually.

Okay. Okay. So wait. Do you know us yahoos? Yes or no.

Don't think so, contrary to popular opinion.

Lookin' the fuck out now, though. So much for the waking world.

You got a face that could get you in some deep, deep shit mister.

Like I couldn't figure it out.

If you'd have kept on talking and we got to bullets... there'd have been a different ending.

Okay. Sure.