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anyway once they get away from the dull mechanics-based grief, the trailers next thing is to make sure they're serious about it. whenever they try to get away with weak grief you might just slap them down: - scooter: okay, well as i'm bashing trailers the fish with a brick i nick trailers my other hand with the corner and i get a wicked bad blood blister right -- here. - you: nice try. actually, when you bash the fish with the brick, the brick splits and there's this rush of foul air from the crack. you're possessed by an obnoxious little demon, it's been trapped in there for a long time. what's your favorite restaurant? - scooter: uh. pinocchio's, downtown. - you: great. the demon takes you downtown to pinocchio's and you spend the next six hours gorging yourself on veal and scampi. you eat, what, five dishes an hour, fifteen bucks a plate, call it five hundred dollars worth of food. you skip out without paying, of course, and then the demon curls up in a corner of your mind and goes to sleep.
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