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| Ok, here's how it's gonna go down, bitch. I'll pretend to buy some smokes and when the clerk ain't lookin, I'm gonna whip out my glock. | |
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| That's when you pull out the A-K and keep the rest of the people in the store covered. Anybody moves and you smoke 'em. That's when I'll make my move. Any questions? | |
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| Well, yeah. Just one. Can't we just pay for the candy bar instead? | |
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| Christ, Laz. You are such a fucking pussy. | |
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