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Saya: [has been staring at him adoringly as he reels out instructions with his trademark charisma] Nope. It’s all crystal clear. You explained it all so well, it made me want to fellate you. And I ALREADY wanted to fellate you before, so now, it’s like a physical craving. My mouth feels like an empty void, waiting to be filled with your heavenly man-juice.
Jack: Actually... mine too. [blinks, baffled; Apathy pulls out the hip flask, takes a pull and then tosses it]
Apathy: Nah, man. I thought I was craving my OWN jizz for a second there, but then I realized it’s ‘cause it’s been like a half hour since we took a drink. We’re just confusing our divine ambrosias.
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Jill: [crouching in the corner of the room with his back to the wall, staring up at them with manic eyes] Razors are for the bourgeoisie.
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This had me in tears.
And I'm still waiting on SSJ.
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Woke up with fifty enemies plottin' my death
All fifty seein' visions of me shot in the chest
Couldn't rest, nah nigga I was stressed
Had me creepin' 'round corners, homie sleepin' in my vest.
-Breathin, Tupac.
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