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The power of the Internet is not lost on The Promoter, as he begins preparation for his next show.
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| We already have the Team Playa booked and Bobby Fuller Junior and Rikki Rocket and ... | |
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| Better book me too, B**ch | |
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Not everybody's signed on yet though...
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| Who typed that? Why didn't he type his name? Damned Instant messages. | |
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| I'm your worst nightmare, Mr. Promoter... | |
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Nothing is ever what it seems...
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| I'm a seven foot tall 435 pound shoot artist who loves to kill promoters, rob concession stands and generally misbehave in front of audiences. I will be off death row in time for your show... | |
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