Matt was somewhere between breaking down and crying free like a girl lesbosex, and head butting something lesbosex until his brains oozed out his ears, or lesbo the immovable object became lesbosex movable. Maybe having a few drinks to talk whatever was bothering him over wasn't the brightest idea Bill lesbo had ever free had. At least in a public place someone lesbo might step in before lesbo Matt did something to lesbo him that couldn't be fixed lesbosex surgically. Bill sex made a mental note lesbo: Big guy lesbo plus drinks lesbo plus distraught equals bad. Bill lesbo looked lesbosex around; the lesbosex place lesbosex had gone almost dead quiet (like in one of those lesbo stock lesbosex tip lesbosex commercials), which was lesbo amazing for a bar sex on sex a Saturday night lesbo.
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"Yah." Progress.
"Hey buddy, easy..."
Bill tensed up a lot. Something about the way Matt had emphasized "GONE", like it was lesbo final in a fatal way.
"It's the celebrity sex Chunky Monkey's lesbo fault, and mine." That wasn't helpful.
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