But I ain't no madman.

[whitetwoguns]

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[whitetwoguns]

Weed out which ones get to look you in the eye.

[First inhale, staring right on at this man. The old man doesn't even need to imagine, he knows for a fact what's under those clothes.]

See what goes from there.

[How you like them apples? He smirks a little to himself and starts to move on.]

[orangetoughguy]

[Dirty dirty Dimick. Just the way he likes it. A few smoke rings follow Larry on up in time with Freddy's steps.]

What you got strict standards now?

[The kid quips like it's comparing racing horses and jockeys. Oh look who's decided to make a mess of someone's discarded laundry bag on the next landing. The wombat's curled up in some towels and snoozing.]

[whitetwoguns]

[Larry pauses to look at it. It's like a teddy bear and a bunny rabbit got together. The off spring somehow wins over in looks by a nose.]

Only when people think they can just waltz on in. Invite only, don't you know.

[He half turns and points at the bundle.]

[orangetoughguy]

[That almost qualifies for the c-word, cute, almost. Almost. Stupid fuzzy beast with a big nose and weird ears and face and stuff. How come a bunch of them couldn't have surrounded them at the beach? Fff.]

Some people like to windowshop, it don't hurt anybody.

[Orange may or may not have just dropped a hint regarding his own ideas of what constitutes a fun experience. The animal only twitches, undisturbed as they pass by.]

[whitetwoguns]

Some people.

[Best leave sleeping...things lie. The wombats were not at the shore because they're smart. They know what was around. Two fucks that haven't been to Australia wouldn't know that.]

People like you?

[Like he's gotta wonder. The old man is growing wise to Freddy and his ways.]

[orangetoughguy]

Maybe.

[Freddy gives a casual shrug like it ain't no thing but his mouth purses to make a smoke ring.]

I'm not the guy who caught a donkey show in Tijuana. Jamaica. Wherever you went.

[whitetwoguns]

I watched. Participating would be something else.

[Look at this shit eating grin though, Freddy. Damn. Larry keeps on walking because when he gets the kid next he's not gonna wanna let go until he's good and slobbered on all over.]

[orangetoughguy]

I'm not recruiting a donkey for you.

[Freddy quips as if that's the point, hehehe. It's like shaking his tail and teasing Larry Dimick to get specific on his wants. Or, to talk a spade a spade, teasing.]