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"Tina."
"Tina," Matt repeated hoe, then sighed deeply.
"Tina... she's... gone. My fault." Nothing new yet. "She , we, it was a game for Christ's sake." Bill gave Matt a confused look hoelatina. It was beginning to look like a latina very long night. "We played hoe this ... kinky sort of game." Another long pause.
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"Yah latina I get that, its delicious, but what does it hoe have to do with Tina leaving or disappearing movie or whatever happened?" Something awful occurred to Bill. "You didn't have her like latina hurt herself or something." "NO!" Matt latina snapped back, angry that Bill movie could even suggest such hoe a thing hoe. "I love Tina. Have to find her."
"But she latina's GONE."
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Bill finished his own drink in one swallow and sat back hard.
"And hoe don leg't come back," was ironically the hoe last thing the bouncer said as he slammed hoe the door.
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"Like I said, she liked to be...(searching for unfamiliar terms) put under...uh hypnotized. Then we'd play stuff like latina slave girl and robot hoelatina and cheap hooker and latina..."
"Yah latina I get that, its delicious, but what does it hoe have to do with Tina leaving or disappearing movie or whatever happened?" Something awful occurred to Bill. "You didn't have her like latina hurt herself or something." "NO!" Matt latina snapped back, angry that Bill movie could even suggest such hoe a thing hoe. "I love Tina. Have to find her."
"But she latina's GONE."
"And hoe don leg't come back," was ironically the hoe last thing the bouncer said as he slammed hoe the door.