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Post by Brooklyn on Nov 20, 2007 21:05:11 GMT -5
Blink laughed letting go of Race. "BJ's not like most goils." he said.
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Post by Race on Nov 20, 2007 21:09:06 GMT -5
"Yeah...." Race said, "She wouldn' have given' me da pleasure of kickin' me in mah crotch,she woulda trew me offa da bridge...she's done dat afore.."
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Post by Brooklyn on Nov 20, 2007 21:11:01 GMT -5
"Really?" Blink asked, looking over at him.
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Post by Race on Nov 20, 2007 21:13:36 GMT -5
"Yup," Race said, "Foist time I met her she did." he laughed,remembering it, "An' she KNEW I couldn' swim dat good at da time,but she did it anyway. It wasn't Brooklyn Bridge,it was one 'a dose little ones on down."
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Post by Brooklyn on Nov 20, 2007 21:17:04 GMT -5
Blink laughed, picturing it.
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Post by Race on Nov 20, 2007 21:19:15 GMT -5
Race smirked, "Yeah laugh it up," he turned into Central Park,seeing a cannoli stand his eyes lit up. "CANNOLI!"
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Post by Brooklyn on Nov 20, 2007 21:27:21 GMT -5
Blink watched him and laughed. "Go ahead...I'll wait here." he said.
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Post by Race on Nov 20, 2007 21:31:42 GMT -5
"you want one?" Race said,walking backwards towards it and tripped over a rock.
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Post by Brooklyn on Nov 20, 2007 21:32:56 GMT -5
"Nah, thanks." Blink said, holding in his laughter.
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Post by Race on Nov 20, 2007 21:51:29 GMT -5
Race came back with two,already shoveling one down his throat, "Okay..my lifes complete." he said,burning the roof of his mouth with the second one, "HOT!"
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Post by Brooklyn on Nov 20, 2007 21:55:38 GMT -5
Blink couldn't help but smile. "Yeah food tends ta be dat way."
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Post by Race on Nov 21, 2007 17:21:25 GMT -5
Race finished it up,wiping the remains on his pants. He led Blink all over Central Park until them came to the part where they kept the carnival rides.
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Post by Brooklyn on Nov 21, 2007 18:12:26 GMT -5
Blink followed Racetrack, looking around.
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Post by Race on Nov 22, 2007 23:55:42 GMT -5
Race looked around.He just liked looking at the rides. They were for the rich stiff's kids who came here on "field trips" he usually hit them up for papers. He checked his pocket watch,afternoon paper would be out in a second.
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Post by Brooklyn on Nov 23, 2007 0:01:26 GMT -5
Blink was a walking zombie. He hadn't had a full night's sleep in about a week.
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