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Whoa!

It was probably that Steve.

That's who's staying with him.

That's pretty fucked up.

Bo's gonna kill him. When he finds him...

Oh, fuck.

So, you guys ready to ride?

Bo wants us to cruise around and look for his bike.

Find that fuck Steve.

Yeah, dude.

So what's the problem?

Dude, we just got all fucked up on smoking that shit.

Can't we do this tomorrow?

Yeah, and we took some Vicodins too, man.

I don't know about him, but I'm lying.

What?

You motherfuckers. You didn't give me none?

Come on.

Oh, dude.

Dude's ready to rumble?

No man, they're ******. I'll be soon. Let's just wait till tomorrow.

You know, you punks are nothing but fucking losers.

Give me your fuck keys. Give me the bike keys.

You know, I'm gonna find that fucker, with or without your pits.

Hey, let's go check out Bo's truck. I know where he keeps his killer smoke.

Huh.

Oh. It's over there, man.

I'll save your hand from my dick.

Yeah, so what dude?

Right now, I'm so high.

I could take it in my mouth and suck the sweet cum right out of it.

Go for it, dude. You get my dick hard, I'll be fucking you so hard, you'll think it's the next earthquake.

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