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| (ask calmy) Hey Mister you got some money my baby needs some bread? | |
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| Sure! (feeling good about himself, digs in his pocket and hands her a buck) | |
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Infront of the Liquor Store
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| (pissed off) A DOLLAR!! What the fuck am I suppose to buy with a fucking dollar?! | |
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| (looks over and points to the conveinence store) I was just in there. You can buy a loaf of Wonder Bread for a buck. | |
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Infront of the Liquor Store
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| (mutters angrily and walks away) I don't want no fucking bread, fool! | |
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| No Shit! I figured that out when I saw you were standing infront of a liquor store! | |
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