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In a way. Sort of. And by ‘sort of’ I mean ‘not in any way whatsoever’.
If anything, the lines he’s given are worse. “This is the lousiest cocaine I’ve ever been insulted with!” Scott protests, stricken with the ‘cocaine sniffles’. He sniffs and rubs his nose every half- second.. “Man, my heart isn’t even beating much faster than a hummingbird’s.” “Nah, duuuude,”drawls the mangy dealer. “This is the primo-Colombian batch, maaaan. Just give it, like, a couple minutes or something, maaaan. It’s like just settle down for a minute and enjoy the buzz, maaaan.”Scott brushes the man aside. “Whatever,” he huffs. “I guess I’m stuck with it now. Man back in ‘95 we used to get stuff that would make your whole face go numb!” “Look,” says the dealer, “nobody cares about your old ‘Addventure Game 3' stories, okay, duuude? Haaalf of them probably didn’t even haaaappen. So it’s like, I got other cuuuustomers. So I need to make like a frog and jump on outta here.”And so Scott is stuck there in the frigid Maine winter with only an 8-ball of coke to keep him company. And oh, he’s still on strike.
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