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| But yeah, I said. "Well, maybe you can hold your booze, but can you hold this LIVE GRENADE?" At which point I produced a live grenade, pulled the pin, and started laughing. Next thing I know, i'm covered in blood, guts, and feces. | |
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| How I survived I'll never know. And not a scratch on me. Well, I got a cut on my hand, but thats from an earlier incident where I challenged a mormon to a knife fight. I won, of course. He lived, but he'll never sing again, thats for sure. | |
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| Hey I'm bored. You wanna jerk each other off? Nothing gay, just something to do to pass the time. You know. | |
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