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"Why?!?!?" >.<
Godot: taste godot blend #26 and you will find out"Why?!?!?" >.<
Sam: Hey now Mr. Lawman, I'm on parole...don't you go messing my parole up by making me get all craaaaayzee up in this here fine establishment!
*Smashes a mug of steaming hot joe...black...on his own head
(me too!...I guess that was kinda obvious though lol)( on a side note i'm in an inn ran by hyppies and they are playing indian music in the lounge... ps i love pulp fiction )
Targa takes a slow sip of a cup of coffee.