[She. It. Freddy is looking like a proud Pop about now showing off. Excuse the old man for taking his time putting the helmet on. He's also getting over himself at the same time. A guy could get a lotta shit riding bitch.
A sigh in a huff and he's on the bike.]
I appreciate the ride. [Those buzzards haven't escaped his notice.]
Are you packing?
[He means heat, kid. And no, he's not gonna check for you, though he puts his hands at Freddy's waist anticipating movement.]
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[She. It. Freddy is looking like a proud Pop about now showing off. Excuse the old man for taking his time putting the helmet on. He's also getting over himself at the same time. A guy could get a lotta shit riding bitch.
A sigh in a huff and he's on the bike.]
I appreciate the ride. [Those buzzards haven't escaped his notice.]
Are you packing?
[He means heat, kid. And no, he's not gonna check for you, though he puts his hands at Freddy's waist anticipating movement.]