You sound like my uncle Mikey, [says kavinsky, because of course he would say that. he grins an awful grin and studies her and thinks about his options, but it doesn't take him very long. for one thing, there aren't too many options.
and for another, he loves himself some mysterious mind-altering substances.]
If this is gonna gimme cancer, can you aim for not my prostate, [he requests. and then he opens his mouth, sticks out his tongue.]
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and for another, he loves himself some mysterious mind-altering substances.]
If this is gonna gimme cancer, can you aim for not my prostate, [he requests. and then he opens his mouth, sticks out his tongue.]