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Sep. 20th, 2010 10:13 pm[Filter: Private]
Yeah, yeah, what the hell. You're not ever gonna come collect on the credit I keep taking from you. You ain't done it yet, you ain't ever gonna do it. It ain't even that much money, you son of a bitch, just fork it over and stop eyeing me like I robbed your grandmother.
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Well, now, I hope you're all set for the Festival, Lenore. I been scrounging, and I got enough money to take you out to a nice dinner. Something right fit for a lady like you.
You're gonna come, ain't you? Say you won't leave a man hanging.
Yeah, yeah, what the hell. You're not ever gonna come collect on the credit I keep taking from you. You ain't done it yet, you ain't ever gonna do it. It ain't even that much money, you son of a bitch, just fork it over and stop eyeing me like I robbed your grandmother.
[Filter: Public]
Well, now, I hope you're all set for the Festival, Lenore. I been scrounging, and I got enough money to take you out to a nice dinner. Something right fit for a lady like you.
You're gonna come, ain't you? Say you won't leave a man hanging.
