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Jank Gnomes

“Dude you gonna play on that machine all night?”
“Bitch i’ll move up in this dive if i want to. You need to take your tired ass to sleep.”
The words of conan ring in Country Mike’s head,” Time enough for sleep in the grave.”
“Ya stupid ass trick it’s time enough for flowers in the grave.”
Mike walked away thinking, “How did she hear in my head? She must be an agent.”
“And quit talking to ya self you sketchy ass tweeker, your jinxin my video poker.”

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