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Damn, the bottom is really starting to fall out of this almost five star story right near the end.

'“Thank you, but dress up is over,” I said. “Now clean it off. You’re coming with me.” “But I don’t wanna die.” I shoved him back toward the door and kicked him in the rump. “Go clean it off. If I have to die, then so do you.'

'“Come on, RJ. Don’t be so shocked. You didn’t think I knew all of that?” Nomi put his hands up like puppets and made them talk to each other. “How could I possibly know that?” one hand said. “I don’t know. Aren’t you just some stupid faggot bitch?” the other hand responded.'

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'“Ouch,” Bait squeaked as the ball pelted her inthe jaw. I slapped him across the head. “That was totally unnecessary.” “What? I was trying to throw it to the dogs.” “The dogs are sleeping and they hate you anyway,” I reminded him. Dez looked over at Bait. “Hey, little whore thing.” “What?” Bait said, annoyed, as she massaged her jawbone. Dez swiveled his fists over his eyes and in a baby voice added, “Sowwy.”'

'He pointed at Bait. “Bitch, you’d better hope this faggot never leaves your side. I wouldn’t give a drop of diarrhea for you.” Then he stomped away.'

'I shook off the feeling of carnage and tapped on the door to my closet. “Hello? Little whore girl? Are you still here?” She cautiously poked the closet door open with her huge prostitute shoes. “Yeah,” she replied.'