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Meanwhile, back in Sunnydale...
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| I walk into this bar looking for action, right? I see Chancy here, a short dopey guy, I figure he won't mind that tattoo of Dick Clark on my ass... | |
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| So I go over and give him the lookover routine, start talkin' bout the stocks and whatnot. And we go back to his place and he says... | |
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| Does she ever stop frigging talking? | |
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| ..."Look, sweetheart, I'm sorry your cat got run over when you were three, but I'm a vamp and I'm gonna have to kill ya now." | |
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