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So. Get this: story time.

[There's a weird sort of sucking sound followed by a pitched sizzle that degrades as she continues. It sounds delicious, like bacon frying.When I was fourteen, I went to a house party at a friend's. I was a pissy little shit, but I was responsible; my Gran knew I drank, fuckin' hated it, but I guess she thought it was

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Jinx stopped listening at the sound of the cooking food.

"Kinky."

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Marj laughs into her comm. Always punctual when there's food, jerkbrother?

"Ask me nice and I might letcha have one."

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"One a' what I'm thinkin' of er one a' whatch yer thinkin' of?"

Or both. Both's good.

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Has she told him yet? Marj can't remember. She thinks so, but eh...Jinx is retarded.

"You don't got what I want, so you best be keepin' your mind outta the gutter, dumbass."