Two identical teenage boys walk into a bar.
"Uh," says
toblameforit, halting a few steps away from the door. "Sherry, is this your fault?"
"Call me that again and I will do much worse than install a bar in your living room," says
if_inconvenient, pausing beside his double and inhaling deeply through his nose. "Hmm. Much better than your usual swill. I would love to claim the credit, but no," dryly, "your guess is as good as mine."
"There's a first," the original mutters. His accent is clearly American where the second boy's is clearly English, but both of them are somewhat regionally muddled. A little New York over here, a little London over there, both flavoured with a strong hint of southern California.
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