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9/30/2014 6:09:08 AM
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"Want a drink?" I said as I wiped the blood of a previous fight off the bar.
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*cracks a desticle's head open on the bar* Missed a bit.
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I sigh as I wipe down the last bit of gore. "I don't have all day." I said impatiently.
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Just making work a little more interesting :)
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"Damn bouncers. Always being annoying. Get, I said. Get!" I yelled in a pissed off way. I have had enough of the bouncers for one day.
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I heard that! And stop narrating, this isn't sin city
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[spoiler]never[/spoiler]
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I reached for my shotgun under the table as he insulted me, I have had enough. I quickly raised it and then.......noise, loud noise and darkness. Was I alive or was I dead?
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*puts away Joy Revolver* Not feeling very lucky, are you?
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I realized someone saw me pull out the gun and hot me with their pistol and that I was outside on a bench.
