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| Brian, I'm not sure about that friend in the bar. | |
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| What? Mick? Oh, he's just weird. He's got a memory problem. He still asks me how my mom's funeral was and she died ten years ago. | |
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| It's just.....what's he gonna do next? He might set fire to the house. | |
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| Yeah, I know. He did that when I was six. And again when I was thirteen. He got out of the Mental institution yesterday. He's so dumb that he'll ask me how the wedding was again tomorrow! | |
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WHOA! Stop right there. The rest of the stroy starts again, a year later. Things are going down. And............Brian has a little gift.
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