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Post by "Loverboy" Vinnie Lane on Sept 27, 2019 10:50:37 GMT -8
"Ready bb?"
"Hit it, dude!"
Roxy Cotton presses the stopwatch, as Vin takes a deep breath and then channels his inner John Moschitta.
"NowYouListenHereBobbiLondonIFThatEvenIsYouRealNameI'mGonnaGetInThatRingAndWhipYouPillarToPostYouBetterBelieveIt!CheckTheseGunsCheckThesePecsI'mACadillacAndYou'reA FordFestivaBaby!You'veGotNothingYou'reAboutToChangeYourNameToJackLondonBecauseIt'sTheCallOfTheWildTime!HAHAHAHAHAHALiterature!OrMaybeRobertHeinleinIsMoreYourSpeedAndYou'reAStrangerInAStrangeLand!WhateverYouAreAndWhateverYouCallYourselfBOBBI,It'sAllComingToAHeadAt30SoP#2!MicroMachines!I'mHungryForGoldAndI'mNotGoingHomeWithoutAFullBelly!I've Got Champion'sBloodRunningThroughMyVeins LikeOnlyATrueAmericanWarrior.... ugh... I need to sit down... how long was that?"
"Fifteen seconds."
"That's it. Send it."
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