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| Now, you'll hide in the closet over there, and when my wife comes home, I want you to bury that ax into her back... Got it? | |
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| I hope so... But, you really don't seem that bright, so I'm kinda expecting you'll fuck this up. | |
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(Tyler's wife came home later that evening to find him laying face down on the bedroom floor. With an ax buried in his back. It is still unclear as to whether Butch did, in fact, fuck up.)
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| How about I bury this ax in your back? | |
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| Just get in the closet, dumbass, and try not to fuck this up... | |
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