"Tell me to stop being a fucking pussy, or I'll regret it for the rest of my life." The request is loud but rushed, he probably didn't understand it all because I was talking too fast. "One more time for the kids back home?" He should sound confused. He doesn't. That's why our friendship works. I repeat slowly, "Tell me to stop being a fucking pussy or I'll regret it for the rest of my life." "Franco." That's his serious voice to get my attention. He busts it out only on rare occasion. "Hit me with it." "Stop being a fucking pussy, dude. Regret is a motherfucker that follows you around for
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