But I ain't no madman.

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[orangetoughguy]

Hey. I did a little lickin' and rollin' but I wasn't gettin' passed around. Shit I was dealin'.

[How do you like that kind of talk, Lawrence Dimick? You stick around Freddy Newendyke knowing he's booked guys like you for a living too. It works both ways. None of that's at the forefront of his mind right now even though it's always present somewhere in his mind. He gives the old man another lean and bump.]

You seem like a super cool guy yourself. I'll take your word for it.

[whitetwoguns]

[Damn. Just. Damn. He wets his lips and more than ever is affirmed that this man can't be let out of his grasp.]

No wonder everybody wants you. The super heroes and that asshole you were talking about. Come on home with me. You won't regret it.

[Bump, lean and he slips it to a grind even though he's got nothing left in him. Seems like Freddy could go on like this for hours.]