In Lincolns log cabin II. I will pay you handsomely in mtn dew, doritoz, and some high quality weed cargo.
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*burns down log cabin (again)*
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Here's the cargo, as promised. I'm a man of my word. Ya dun gud, jimmy boy. Now scram. I have a MLG underground mafia to run.
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*points to garage* set it in there. Hmm. Thank you. I hope to do business with you again soon.