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Funny bit—condom she pulls out, neon green it was, laughed my ass off! “Serious?” I go, she shrugs, “Glows in dark.” Sarcasm drippin’, I say, “Romantic as fuck.” Cracked up we did, tension gone. Personal quirk, yeah, neon shit tickles me—dunno why, just does. Anyway, done we were, “Knock twice,” she says, like some secret code, movie-style—fuckin’ cool that was!

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I’m tryin’ to keep my cool, but inside, I’m fuming. I mean, I get it, but c’mon! You can’t just block the road like that. I step up, try to reason with ‘em. “Hey, folks, let’s not make this worse.” But they’re not havin’ it.

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