Bunkster and Dilly arrive a little too late to the club, and wind up standing in line for over an hour.
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| I dunno Dilly, this line isn't moving too fast. Maybe we should go to another club... One that isn't reeking with fat, ugly chicks. | |
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| Are you kidding me? My supervision can see it moving steadily forwards at microscopic intervals. | |
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| Besides, this girl up here has been checking me out and giggling with her friends. | |
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| Did that pig just *actually* let a big belch out? | |
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| Yeah. She said she's going to get me drunk and take advantage of me tonight too. | |
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