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When Melty and O.J. first got to the hotel, they found out that there was only one twin size bed, which, obviously, they both they both couldn't fit in...
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Melty then asked, "How do we decide who gets the bed?" O.J. replied, "We could decide by rock-paper-scissors, or we could have a thumb wrestle." To wit, Melty yelled, "FUCK YOU, DOUBLE-MURDERER!"
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They haven't spoken since.
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