234 9 6
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Someone will be eating crow.
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252 5 3
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Rebel Bacon has killing headache...
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215 7 5
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157 6 3
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Powdered stones from goat's intestines--HURRY!
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207 8 7
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Blow's home. Describes day with Bacon and the Wilcox brothers. Lila fixes salads. (such excitement, be careful you don't hyperventilate)
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206 4 4
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Oh, yeah, we're still rolling. Blow's in disguise once again.
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212 6 6
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“Stone, goddammit, open up!”
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80 8 7
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She thought at first it was lightning.
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305 7 7
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That quick, sharp pang in the stomach...
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351 7 6
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“Oh, Blow, where's your sense of humor?”
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307 5 6
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“I was so fucking stoned, man”
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83 6 6
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“Man...I...I loved them!”
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322 5 5
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Blow knew better than to trust any cop completely.
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273 7 4
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281 10 7
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Moriarty, we need to talk.
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