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“They hate you…” “They go for my leg every time. I don’t know if it’s because it’s shiny and they like that, or if geese are just little ableist fucks, but they’re always trying to attack me.”
“I swear you were less excited to have sex with me than you are right now!” I call after him. “Honestly? Maybe!” he shouts back from down the hall.
