[Thank Christ Freddy's still focused on rolling that ball down the lane to hear Pink squeal on the deal they cut. Bastard. Lookie here though, three of those pins go down, prompting Freddy to turn around, plant his hand in the crook of his cigarette arm, then lift. Bite that.]
It's all a matter of time, my man.
[This he imparts to Larry as he goes to have a seat, and drink his beer, and tap his ash. All they need now is a couple bowling lane ladies to complete the picture.]
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It's all a matter of time, my man.
[This he imparts to Larry as he goes to have a seat, and drink his beer, and tap his ash. All they need now is a couple bowling lane ladies to complete the picture.]