yesterday, the chairman had seen a woman.
hell, she might be your girlfriend.
in fact i KNOW that it's your girlfriend.
the chairman's only regret is not waiting to take the picture.
she took out a pack of newports.
started packing the hell out of them.
then took out two.
that's right.
two.
now your girlfriend is in flavor country. it's a big country.
—the bastard
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