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 | So... since you were there when I lost the bet and my memory is a little foggy on account of the rum... What was the bet? | |
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| You bet Jeff that you could jump off of his third-floor balcony without getting hurt. | |
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| Really? How? | |
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| When you landed, it sounded like a two-by-four cracking. | |
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| Well. that explains how my ankles got broken. | |
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| I'm guessing that you don't remember getting kicked out of the hospital either. | |
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