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From: | Kitty Wolfe |
Subject: | [Bug-gne] crushing judiciary |
Date: | Wed, 13 Sep 2006 08:17:19 +0200 |
Youll walk down to theInn with me and hide outside
until you see me come out with him. You see, she was one of the smuttiest talking
pigs Iveever listened to. She is holding out her tumbler but he ignoresit. Tyrone
pours a drink andsets the bottle on the ground.
That well sue him foroutraging your virtue? To
prove theres nohard feelings, how would you like a drink? So dontworry Ill pass out
and youll have to put me to bed.
I must be scheming to get myself soused,
too.
Youre the only woman I care a damn
about.
A drink or two willmake me better company, and help
me enjoy the moon and the nightwith you. Youll be crying in your beer in a
minute.
Neither did I, but he kept onuntil, be God, I saw
he really meant it. Then she goes inside, leaving the door open.
Well, I know my fathers virtues without youtelling
me.
He picks up his tumbler andpours a big drink. He
thinksits all boasting and pretending youve done about being a slut. He didnt seem
so lit up at the Inn, but I guessI wasnt paying much attention. Dontyou know youre
two hours and a half late?
Youll be crying in your beer in a
minute.
I must be scheming to get myself soused,
too.
Iwish Id been there to laugh up my sleeve. I
thought youwanted to make him pay for his black treachery against us, thedirty
bastard!
A moment laterhe begins to bawl his mournful Irish
song. What do you think he told Simpson to offer? But its the only way I can see
that has achance now.
Then you can sneak in the Inn yourself and pick the
witnesses tostay up with you.
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