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Post by Race on Sept 2, 2007 21:42:18 GMT -5
Bj and Race were upstairs in the old bunk room,BJ trying to coax Race out from under his old bunk "He's not gunna kill ya honey,I promise!" she said, "Tell ya what,if ya come out,we'll play poker!"
Race was hidden under the bed with a bottle of beer, "I CAN'T PLAY POKAH LIKE DIS!" he shouted,he was shaking like a leaf and his legs hung out from under the bed because he'd gotten too big to fit under there anymore.
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Post by Brooklyn on Sept 2, 2007 21:44:16 GMT -5
Spot walked in. "Race...come out...I ain't gonna hoit yaz," Spot said.
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Post by Race on Sept 2, 2007 21:46:14 GMT -5
"DAT'S WHAT YOU SAY!" Race yelled,still shaking.
Max sighed,grabbing Race by the ankles and dragging him out from under the bed,he grabbed the bottle from him, "How many of dese have you had?" he asked.
"Try five.." BJ muttered, "Spot,talk some sense into him!Please?"
"oh yeah," Race said,his voice was high-pitched, "He'll talk some sense intah me WIT A GUN!"
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Post by Brooklyn on Sept 2, 2007 21:48:00 GMT -5
"I don't even have a gun on me Race," Spot said, holding up his hands. "We's been friends forevah an' I wouldn't even shoot ya if I DID have one!"
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Post by Race on Sept 2, 2007 21:50:29 GMT -5
"Dat's what ya want me tah think!" Race said,and grabbed Max by the leg,making him fall down in the process, "See! dere's a gun in his sock right.....wait..no...uddah sock.." he threw Max's leg down,grabbing the other one and pulling his pants leg up,looking for the gun.
Max rolled his eyes, "I ain't got a gun in my sock!" he yelled,causing Race to jump. "Now snap out of it ya lil' Italian!"
Bj rolled her eyes, "My god I married a nutcase.." she muttered.
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Post by Brooklyn on Sept 2, 2007 21:51:55 GMT -5
Spot slapped Race. "SNAP OUT OF IT!"
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Post by Race on Sept 2, 2007 21:54:53 GMT -5
Race shut up,staring at Spot wide-eyed,"I-I-I-I-I-I-I-" he started stammering.
Max rolled his eyes, "Oi vey..."
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Post by Brooklyn on Sept 2, 2007 21:56:42 GMT -5
Spot had no patience for this. "Jus' fahget it..." he said, turning and walking towards the stairs.
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Post by Race on Sept 2, 2007 21:59:50 GMT -5
Max slapped Race,it worked "Now talk strieght Higgin's,what Tony tell you?" he said.
Race stared at Max for awhile then said, "He wants me tah kill Spot!" he said, "An' you know I could nevah do dat!He said if I didn' come trough wit it I's find myself at da bottom of da Hudson!"
Max listened then said, "Well,ya not gunna kill him,an' ya won't find yaself at da bottom of da Hudson."
"oh yeah?" Race said, "how?"
"We'll come up wit somthin'" Max said.
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Post by Brooklyn on Sept 2, 2007 22:05:49 GMT -5
Spot was deep in thought. He didn't know what to say to make Race feel better.
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Post by Race on Sept 2, 2007 22:07:51 GMT -5
Race sat there and thought,then something hit him "Oh god...move Max.." he ran into the bathroom,yacking in one of the toilets.
"He never could hold his alcohol.." BJ muttered,going in there to check on him.
Max turned to Spot, "Well,whaddare we gunna do?" he asked.
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Post by Brooklyn on Sept 2, 2007 22:09:32 GMT -5
"No idea..." Spot muttered.
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Post by Race on Sept 3, 2007 12:37:42 GMT -5
"Oh thats a big help!" Race yelled from the bathroom,coming back out, "If we don't come up wit somethin' soon. Dis might be da last time youse see me!"
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Post by Brooklyn on Sept 3, 2007 17:30:17 GMT -5
"Nuttin's gonna happen ta youse Race," Spot said. "I ain't gonna let it. Maybe...nah dat probly wouldn't woik..."
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Post by Race on Sept 3, 2007 17:32:58 GMT -5
"what wouldn't woik?" Race said.
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