[Don't ask Freddy, it never spoiled him none. His stomach's pretty tough if bleeding gallons of blood wasn't evident enough. Really someone ought to tell him eating so much shit could aggravate old wounds but the hospital here did some top notch work on his belly.]
I'll tell her you said what's up.
[He offers an impish kind of grin before nosing through what's left of the bags.]
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I'll tell her you said what's up.
[He offers an impish kind of grin before nosing through what's left of the bags.]