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Butch normally tried to suppress his baser instincts, but sometimes those urges had a way of rising up...
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| Hey Billy! Could you come out into the hallway for a moment? I want to play a game! | |
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| Butch, I already told you a half dozen times that I am not leaving my box of donut holes unguarded here... | |
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