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SteakGrowsOnDmitri: /pant
pant pant |
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NotGoodenough: What's
the matter? |
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SteakGrowsOnDmitri: 5-0
on my tail an i caint run fa shit |
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NotGoodenough: It's
all right, son. Sit down. You're safe here. |
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SteakGrowsOnDmitri: doc
gooden what u doin hurr |
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NotGoodenough: Oh,
I live here. Actually, whenever I go a few days sober I check myself into
the real world for de-hab. It's a lot easier. |
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SteakGrowsOnDmitri: man
whitey out to get a brotha e'ry time he lose his temper choke a lady |
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SteakGrowsOnDmitri: they
gots hidden camras in they nose an shit so big brotha can show up at ya dow'
an be like "nostrilcam got it all ya goin away fa long time black man" |
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NotGoodenough: Come
on, now. Shouldn't you take some personal responsibility here? |
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NotGoodenough: Of
course it's wrong to choke someone, but physically harming someone you love?
That's a terrible thing to do! That's one of the worst things a person can
possibly do! |
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SteakGrowsOnDmitri: fuck
dat i gots to get mine |
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NotGoodenough: What
does that even mean? |
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SteakGrowsOnDmitri: /knaws
on own hand |
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NotGoodenough: Um.
Hungry? Are you hungry? Mrs. Ford, can the young man have something to eat? |
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WagerTheTaurus: Hello,
young man! What would you like for dinner? |
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SteakGrowsOnDmitri: ya
gots any hungry man frozen entrees |
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WagerTheTaurus: Oh
gosh! No, I'm sorry, we don't! I'd be happy to fix a Kid Cuisine meal for
you, though! The corn kernels are shaped like little penguins! |
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SteakGrowsOnDmitri: grrrrrrrrrrrr |
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NotGoodenough: Come
on, man! I know Kid Cuisine tastes like Ronald McDonald's barf, but she's
just trying to be nice! |
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SteakGrowsOnDmitri: /clenches
fists |
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NotGoodenough: Hey!
Do you think you're the only one who's ever been in your shoes? You know,
in a sense, I'm here for choking as well. |
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NotGoodenough: I
could have been the very best pitcher of all time. Not one of the best. The
best. My talent was limitless. |
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NotGoodenough: But
then I let everything get to my head. I thought I was invincible, that there
would be no consequences for my actions. It was crunch time in my life. And
I choked. |
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SteakGrowsOnDmitri: /pauses |
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NotGoodenough: I
wasted my chance. It's done. But I can't stand to see someone else learn
lessons as tough as I did. You have two choices, Dmitri. Start acting like
a man, treat women with respect, and put the pieces back together. Or watch
yourself rot. Watch as death's decomposition process decides to get a head
start on your soul. Die unloved and unrespected. |
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SteakGrowsOnDmitri: /hangs
head |
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WagerTheTaurus: Dmitri,
it's all right! Doc is right, you can change! |
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WagerTheTaurus: Now
how about I see about going to the store and getting you a Hungry-Man*OOF* |
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**OnlineHost**
WagerTheTaurus has been hit in the back of the head with a baseball bat. |
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DudeYerGettinADelmon: boom
bitch |
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SteakGrowsOnDmitri: fa
real lil brah
step on d'gas an move ya lumina |
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**OnlineHost**
DudeYerGettinADelmon has left the chatroom. |
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**OnlineHost**
SteakGrowsOnDmitri has left the chatroom. |
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NotGoodenough: Oh
my gosh! The First Lady is in trouble! I should get her to a hospital! Time
to be a hero, Dwight Gooden! |
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NotGoodenough: /stares |
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WagerTheTaurus: zzzzzzzzzzz |
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NotGoodenough: ... |
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NotGoodenough: /stares |
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NotGoodenough: /snorts
weed |
