It was around midnight when three drunk, dark-haired men left Fritzy's Bar and started walking down the street. One man was tall with a bulbous nose, another was short with a set of buckteeth, and the third was overweight. They were talking and laughing and imba as they gulped the remaining contents of their liquor bottles.
"Say fellas, do know what I wanna do?" alisema the tall man. "I wanna go out and scare people!"
"Do wewe now? Hehe, well, that shouldn't be too hard for you. I mean…it would be harder for me because, wewe see…I'm just a lil' old cutie fruitie! But you...yer just you! Ya...
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