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Then It was there.
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"'SUP, A-DAWG?" rolled his syrupy mid-atlantic voice, an obscenity, a nasal drawl coming up at you like puke. "gonna get some of the fellas together latah, get some blunts, get some bitches, boof some shit, it's pretty sweet how the Teflon Don got us both--"
"'SUP, A-DAWG?" rolled his syrupy mid-atlantic voice, an obscenity, a nasal drawl coming up at you like puke. "gonna get some of the fellas together latah, get some blunts, get some bitches, boof some large, fuckin' sweet how the Teflon Don got us both--"


In a flash, she's immobilized him with a <i>Do-jime</i>, judo's feared "trunk strangle", prohibited in competition but fair game among the Brethren, especially if no one else sees. "DAWG WHAT MAH BREW--" she puts just enough pressure on his windpipe to guarantee silence, loathing the touch of his skin. He squirms, and she applies a little more pressure; both hear the strain of a trachea at its breaking point, sinews buckling under the hate.
In a flash, she's immobilized him with a <i>Do-jime</i>, judo's feared "trunk strangle", prohibited in competition but fair game among the Brethren, especially if no one else sees. "DAWG WHAT MAH BREW--" she puts just enough pressure on his windpipe to guarantee silence, loathing the touch of his skin. He squirms, and she applies a little more pressure; both hear the strain of a trachea at its breaking point, sinews buckling under the hate.